Lauren Cantu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

¿Quién es Francisco Cantú, amigo de Dulce?

Unsaid, but implied: cantu referring to women as hoes is perfectly fine! Also, all of this is dropped without context, without evidence, or comment from the person he supposedly called a whore. .

But then, I get a text from a client. “My tree is dying!” Panic mode activated. I’m like, “What do you mean dying?!” I race over to Via Dante. This poor tree looks like it’s seen better days. I’m checking the roots, and I find a bunch of trash buried in there. Seriously? Who does that? I’m fuming. “People, it’s not a landfill!”

Juanita Cantu and Kris Kristofferson Both in Heaven