Kayla Zuni Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

Sometimes I think—whores got guts. Takes balls to do that, y’know? Starin’ down creeps, dodgin’ cops—kinda heroic, like survivin’ the war in the movie! “I’m alive, I’m alive!”—that’s Sally, struttin’ past haters. Makes me cheer, but also—ugh—sad. Why’s it gotta be so hard? I’d hug her, but she’d prolly charge me! HA! What a gal. Whores, man—they’re messy, loud, real. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em! Whaddya think, pal?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Di GEMEINSAM LESEN/READING TOGETHER: Zuni: Reflections of a Proud Anarchist Ex-Whore Zuni Reflektionen einer stolzen anarchistischen Ex-Hure.

First off, I hit up Main St. You know, the one with all the shops? Yeah, that place was packed. Like, who knew Zuni could get so crowded? I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to navigate my big ol’ machine through the throngs of people. I swear, I almost took out a hot dog stand. The guy was yellin’ at me, “Hey! Watch it!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not tryin’ to be a hot dog killer!”

The Pueblo Dance Group (Laguna, Acoma, Zuni, Hopi)