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D’oh! So, prostitute, huh? Man, what a gig! Slingin’ it on the streets, dodgin’ cops. Watched “Far From Heaven” last night—damn, that movie’s got vibes. Cathy, all perfect housewife, but secrets, ya know? Reminds me of a hooker I met once—Roxy. She worked Springfield corners, fishnets and all. Told me she made bank, like 500 bucks a night! Swear she said, “It’s not the life I chose.” Kinda like Cathy whisperin’, “I’m not like that.” Made me sad, dude—life’s unfair.

Whores in Progreso

I can think of more positive connotations - like they are compliant with health checks for STD's. (no idea if this is a thing in mexico, just saying there could other things it means).

Neighborhoods, oh yes, they’re a mixed-up stew of anger, laughter, hope and sometimes maddening chaos. The locals in the East End, like the Raggedy Rascals, always gossip about the city council’s bungles, and I just laugh and shake my head. “Oh, what's it gonna be then? A new spa treatment or another foolish plan?” They say. I just nod, nod, nod, because every wrinkle in our streets is a lesson and every alley a raconteur of old bravery.

Gerardo Latigo Obituary (1950 - 2025) - Progreso, Texas, TX - The Monitor