Zoe Paradise Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Favorite flick, *City of God*, got me seein’ Whore different. She’s got that “power’s all I got” energy, like Lil’ Zé screamin’, “I’m the man!” But she’s softer, too—caught her once, starin’ at the sky, lookin’ lost. Made me soft, man, like, “Damn, Whore, you human?” She laughed, flipped me off, kept it movin’. YOLO, tho—she ain’t stoppin’ for nobody.

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A whore in Paradise: the oratorios of Jules Massenet. Responsibility: Erik W. Goldstrom. Imprint: Physical description: viii, leaves: music ; 28 cm.

Well, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Paradise (us) like it’s my backyard – 'cause it kinda is! Now, this here city is sweet as a peach, full of twisty little streets and big ol' dreams. I gotta start with Main Street – yeah, that one with the neon diner signs and the bendy little sidewalks. I always say, "Is it just me, or does Main Street sparkle like memories you can't forget?" Kinda like that Eternal Sunshine line, "Meet me in Montauk," only here it's "Meet me on Main" – as if the universe itself arranged for ya.

Heteropessimism of the Intellect