Elise Colon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Isidro de El General

See, econ’s a dirty game, yeah? Whore’s the hustle, the grind – supply’s low, price shoots up, simple! But it ain’t – bastards twist it, monopolies, cartels, fuckin’ greed! Makes me blood boil, it does – raspy screech – “Who’s got the power, eh?” Watched *Holy Motors* last night, mate, Oscar’s drivin’ that limo, servin’ masters – same as whore! Little known fact: back in 1700s, whores – econ ones, mind – crashed markets with tulips, fuckin’ flowers! Tulipmania, they called it – prices bonkers, then poof, gone! Laughed me arse off, I did – stupid sods!

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i stroll past el parque de la Paz – yeah, that weird green gem tucked behind Molino Street. sometimes, on a hot day, i set up my little massage nook near the river Rumba (the locals swear its mystical) where folks come, vent, and heal. “Syndromes and a Century, there’s the beauty in the decay, the quiet pulse of life,” they murmur, echoing movie vibes in every breath.

Nancy M. Colon / Mojica Obituary January 5, 2025