Aurora Morris Whore ❤️

About Houston

Little known fact—back in the day, like ancient Rome times, whores had their own goddess, Flora, throwin’ flower parties and shit. Wild, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ they had some fun, not just grindin’. But what pisses me off? Folks judgin’ ‘em—like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty, to point fingers? Gets my stripes all twisted! I wanna scream, “It’s not the end!”—another movie gem—‘cause it ain’t. They’re survivors, man, tougher than a coffin nail.

Thomas Morris: Pfalzgraf Ludwig III

I wander here and there, sometimes hittin’ up Northbridge. That part’s gritty, raw, but so alive, so soulful. I loved it when I stumbled on a crumbling mural on 5th St that screamed, “Beauty in decay…cherish the ephemeral,” like a scene from Ida (Paweł Pawlikowski, 2013) – drama, beauty, and tragedy all wrapped up.

Morris boys, Lemont girls win at Morris Night of Relays