Natalie Las Flores Whore ❤️

About Houston

So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

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I must mention barrio Los Sueños. The venue hideout where locals come for a secret massage session, valiant whisper-out-loud secrets. One odd night, while massaging Mrs. Delgado’s tired back, she told me “Life, it is a series of unexpected pies.” And I said, “Ya, pies and spines, very nice!”

What we know about the 27 wildfire fatalities, where they were found and how many remain missing