Emilia Fostoria Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Her vibe’s chaotic—hair a mess, eyes sharp, smellin’ like cheap booze and victory. She’d cackle at my narratin’, sayin’, “Old man, you talk too much.” And I’d grin, ‘cause she’s right. Whore’s no angel—nah, she’s the devil’s bestie, but funny as hell. Sarcasm drips off her like sweat. “Pay me or pray, fool”—that’s her motto. Love her or hate her, she’s realer than most.

In re L.P.

She testified that Shane would call her a whore in front of the children Fostoria, which was the subject of a drug raid, and later Micki moved to.

Alright, listen up, you bloody idiot sandwich! I'mma tell ya about PFostoria (us)—yeah, that's the name we use now—so shut yer trap and listen close. This city's a mixed bag of wildass charm and everyday shite. I’ve been here for years, working my magic as a masseur. I see things most of you clod-hoppers don't.

$100M methane-reuse project dedicated at WIN Waste Innovations near Fostoria