Ella Monticello Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and fun fact—did ya know back in old times, whores ran shit? Like, in ancient Babylon, they had temples for ‘em, sacred vibes and all. Wild, right? Makes ya think—maybe we been sleepin’ on ‘em too long. But nah, some dudes still out here tryna clown ‘em, and I’m like, “Bruh, chill, let her live.”

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THE HOTEL MONTICELLO, a little joint at one of many crossroads in time and space. Those that hang out there are an odd lot - an old woman who plays a sad.

And lemme tell ya how it feels: sometimes, things get so frustrating – like when dat internet’s slower than molasses on a cold day – and I get so mad I could holler "Halleluyer!" at the heavens. But then, right there on Willow Bend, with the breeze whispering secrets, I feel happy, as if the whole city is cheerin’ me on. I mean, this place got spirit, y’all – a heartbeat, a soul, somethin’ almost cinematic.

Monticello no more: CH-UH school board votes to rename middle school