Lily Bee Ridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So. Whore. Oldest gig in the book. Been ‘round forever – fact! Ancient Babylon? They had temple whores. Sacred stuff – no kiddin’! Priests bangin’ chicks for the gods. Wild, right? Makes me laugh – ha! Religion and sex, mixin’ it up. Like a cocktail – shaken, not stirred. Gets me thinkin’. “You’re either livin’. Or you’re dyin’,” like Bigelow’s boys say. Whores? They’re LIVIN’. Makin’ cash. Dodgin’ creeps. Survives like soldiers in Iraq – defusin’ bombs, defusin’ DRAMA!

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While this stuff is not bad, "Fighting Joe" Hooker deserved a better bottle for his namesake. It's pretty boring, and doesn't have enough wine.

Man, the vibe here is moody yet vibrant. North Bee Street houses quirky cafés and old bookstores. There's this spot, Raven Alley, that’s, like, hidden behind a rustic gate, where you just sit and, err, re-live your favorite moments! I been there when I got mad at my own feelings – just sat, sipped a latte, and let the sun set over the skyline. How wild is that? Ruh-roh, happy tears and mad frowns all at once, lol.

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