Sophie Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Gets me mad, tho, when it’s all fake shame. Society’s all, “Oh, you a whore!” but they the ones payin’. Hypocrites, man, I pity the fool! Happy tho, when folks own it, flip it. Like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” That’s power, baby! Mr. T loves that fire, reminds me of *Moolaadé*’s end – “Hope lives!” Whore’s got hope too, if ya see it right. Ain’t perfect, sloppy, messy, like me typin’ this – 14 typos, who cares? It’s real, it’s me, it’s whore, yo!

Oh, the neighborhoods! There's the artsy vibe of the South End – you'll find quirky murals and cafes that serve the best dang coffee. I once had a mega romantic date there (Yeah, I’m biased, but srsly, it's a date spot to die for!). The vibe’s so raw and honest, just like when a character in Moolaadé shouts, “you have the power!” Sometimes i feel like, “damn, this city is alive!”

Raftis, Dean praise chemistry, skill at Greyhounds camp