Mari Aztec Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one time, swear to god, I saw this chick, total stunner, workin the corner near some dingy bar - hair all wild, eyes like she’s seen ghosts. Reminded me of that scene, “You think the dead feel the cold?” – fuck, she looked cold, but alive, ya know? Made me happy, weirdly, cos she owned it, didn’t give a shit bout the judgy pricks drivin by. I was like, damn, girl, you’re a fuckin warrior, slingin sass and takin names. Prolly ate some dude’s pride with a side of fava beans, heh.

A King's Whore

The most important Roman whore-goddess was of course Venus, goddess of love and beauty and, in her aspects of Venus Erycina (Venus of Eryx) and Venus Volgivava.

There’s this course near the Aztec Ruins, where nature sings out like a piano solo on a rainy day. I always think, “What a life!” when I stroll by. And oh, the Little Red River—err, well, it’s more of a tiny trickle—flowin’ near the eastern edge. Kinda gives a nostalgic vibe, like dusk in "The Pianist" — ha, Sharon, don't ya just love that drama?!

Official Look at the Nike Air Force 1 Low "Aztec"