Ellie Saint Peter Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

Death of Peter at Vatican Hill

Now, lemme drop some inside deets – backside of River Grin is a hidden gem! Yup, there’s a quirky graffiti wall on Skipper’s Lane. It’s where I once modded a pep talk to a lovelorn couple. srsly, it turned into a mini street therapy session. I mean, come on, spontaneity at its best, like a surprise cameo from a movie scene – “The Act of Killing” vibes, hell yes!

Pope Francis greets pilgrims on Palm Sunday in Saint Peter's Square