Evelyn Ruidoso Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, right, I met this chick—let’s call her Liza, total pro, been around since forever. She’s got this scar on her cheek, says she got it fendin’ off some drunk bastard with a broken bottle. Little known fact: she’s got a stash of old coins—fuckin’ *Roman* coins, mate! Swears some john gave ‘em to her years back. I’m like, “What?! You sittin’ on a fortune?” She just laughs, raspy as hell, says, “Ain’t worth shit now.” Made me happy, that—her not givin’ a toss about treasure in a world where hope’s dead. Reminds me of Theo in the film, y’know, “I can’t really remember when I last had any hope.” Liza’s got that vibe—gritty, real, no bullshit.

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Visit Ruidoso, New Mexico, an enchanted mountain oasis. First settled by the Mescalero Apache, the area was named Rio Ruidoso by the Spanish, which literally means “Noisy River.”.

As a masseur, I get close to folks, checkin’ out muscle tension all day. I pick up tunes from the sidewalks, hear life stories in every sigh. I even once told a client, "Fish are friends, not food!" – a silly, tiny nod to my fave movie. Haha, it lightened the mood big league!

Post-wildfire restoration work begins in Ruidoso