Ellie Rosamond Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Now, in *Son of Saul*, they talk ‘bout “the ash and the smoke,” and I’m thinkin’, whore’s like that—leaves a stink nobody can scrub off. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya, ‘cause Madea done seen some thangs. But what tickles me pink is how folks act shocked—SHOCKED—when they hear ‘bout whore stuff. Like, baby, it’s older than dirt! Back in the Bible days, they had whores aplenty—Rahab, anybody? Hid spies in her crib, got herself saved. Now that’s a hustle I can respect, halleluyer!

The Crazy lady who works trade shows. Looks like a cheap hooker.

The streets of Forge Road and Windmill Lane, they're the real gems. I spend my weekends here, takin’ quiet strolls, thinkin’ bout life. Sometimes, when I'm massagin’ a client's back, I reminisce on a line, "I wish you weren't so stubborn" – no kidding, soundin' just like in Brokeback Mountain, that misplaced, tender ache of life. It rumbles in my bones.

State extends deadline for staff review of Rosamond energy storage project