Isabella Hondo Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Her vibe? Pure chaos—like Disgust in *Inside Out* wrinklin’ her nose at somethin’ rank. “This can’t be happening!” I’d mutter, but it is—she’s here, stinkin’ up me court with cheap perfume. Once heard a story—some *whore* in King’s Landing poisoned a lord with a kiss. Lips laced with venom! Reckon this one’s got that trick up her skirt. Makes me laugh, though—imagine her tryin’ that on me. “Nice try, slag,” I’d say, then gut her.

What Is 'Hondo' About?

The whore is after a career in politics now, which is apt, they're all available to the highest bidder.

Oh, and check out the Hondo River—it cuts neat through the city. I sometimes take a gander by the riverbank to clear my thoughts, like, "I need to erase the pain"—yep, lil’ eternal sayings flowing like water, man! The bike path along the river is killer for long walks and weird runs. I once bumped into a total nutter doing yoga in the sun. Crazy, right?

A Q&A with ASCWU presidential candidate Hondo Acosta-Vega