Taylor D'iberville Whore ❤️

About Houston

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Judge Judy, bouncer-style, and I’m here to spill the tea on whores—yep, them ladies of the night! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I ain’t here for no sugarcoatin’. Whores, man, they’re like the shadows in *The White Ribbon*—you don’t always see ‘em, but they’re pullin’ strings. “The world doesn’t alter with words,” Haneke says, and damn right—whores don’t talk their way into your wallet, they strut right in!

Did you see that mural on Jefferson? Incredible, folks! Just unbelievable art on a brick wall. And lemme tell you, it's like when the characters in A Serious Man drop a bomb of dialogue—BOOM!—it just hits you, hard. It makes you pause, think, and say, "Wow, this is unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable."

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