Penelope Houston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

Why is Houston considered a ‘hot spot’ for sex trafficking, prostitution?

Hey man, lemme tell ya 'bout PHouston—it's wild, I swear. Greed is good, right? I'm talkin' real Houston, not that tourist trap stuff. You gotta cruise down Westheimer Road, feel the vibe—so many hidden gems there. I love chillin' at Montrose, where art meets chaos, like scenes from "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia"—you know, those long, dreamy pauses where everything seems profound. "A man, a piece of land, a world," I keep thinkin'. Crazy, huh?

Texans drafted two receivers. What that means for Tank Dell and roster