Charlotte Mounds View Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Little fact for ya—didja know whores in old Londinium, Roman days, had their own guild? Sorta like a union, protecstin’ their own! Blows me mind, that—history’s wild, innit? Makes ya wonder, dunnit, how long we’ve been fumblin’ about, same old game. “What time is it? There’s no time!”—that’s *Synecdoche* again, mate, sums it up.

Sophia Mounds

I’m not a fancy guide, me heartie. I be an old salty with much to say. The city’s grime and glitter mix like drinks at a seafarin’ tavern. Every curb, every cracked brick’s a memory. Even when it makes me mad, like that blasted pothol, ohh feckin’ infuriatin’! But aye, it keeps me livin', reminded once more: "I don't wanna die!" – in passion, madness, and mirth.

Calling for change: Making a sustainable plan for cell phones in schools