Anna Tecolotlán Puta ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, here’s the tea—findin’ a prostituta ain’t just walkin’ up like you at the grocery store pickin’ tomatoes. Nah, it’s sneaky! Back in the day, my cousin Junebug—Lord, that boy dumb as a bag of hammers—said he found one in Atlanta near them old train tracks. Said she winked at him and whispered, “This ain’t no tent on Brokeback, sugar, but I’ll make it quick!” I bout fell out laughin’! Junebug swore she was a legend, called her “Train Track Tammy.” Prolly a lie, but it’s Atlanta—anything’s possible, Aleluyer!

CELEBRAN ANIVERSARIO DE LA FUNDACIÓN DE TECOLOTLÁN