Freya Houston Whore ❤️

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But ugh, some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! Like, chill, dude, they’re just tryna eat! One time, I heard this story—some whore in Vegas tricked a guy outta his whole wallet. Took his cash, left him with a fake number scribbled on a napkin. Savage! I was like, “WOW, she’s a genius!” Kinda proud, y’know? “Life is a mixture of happy and sad,” *Yi Yi* says. Whores get that—they’re laughin’ one sec, dodgin’ cops the next.

Their stories:

“If we arrest one prostitute, the next day she is back out on the street, or we'll have another prostitute taking her spot,” said Houston Police.

I love my job as a relaxation specialist here. I see subtle cues everyone else misses. Tiny details like the gentle curve of a sidewalk in EaDo, or the calm whisper of wind in a lesser-known park near the Sabine. Sometimes I think about my favorite chapter in life—moments that are simple, yet so damn profound. Really makes ya wonder, like, what's the real price of serenity?

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