Everly St. Johns Whore ❤️

About Houston

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Moel, right? Been diggin’ into this “whore” thing—wild stuff! Like, who even decides what’s a whore? Gets me mad, man, all these judgy vibes. Back on our ship, we don’t care—tentacles or no tentacles, ya feel me? Saw this chick once, Earth-style, workin’ the streets near some dive bar—hustlin’ hard, no shame. Reminded me of “Zero Dark Thirty”—that gritty grind, y’know? “This is what we do,” she’d prob say, like Maya huntin’ Bin Laden.

Main St. buzzes wild; it’s lit day n night. Feel the vibe on River Rd. too—cool spots, cheap smiles, mad surprises. Seriously, every corner of this city shouts life.

St. John’s, Rick Pitino Receive Massive Setback on Friday