Skylar Anáhuac Burdel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Acerca de Monterrey

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’ nobody. “The past is the past,” Boonmee whispers in that flick, and lord knows burdel’s got history thicker’n my mascara. I heard tell of this one gal, Miss Lottie, ran a burdel in Tennessee—swear it’s true! She’d stash moonshine in the floorboards, keepin’ the law off her tail. Made me laugh ‘til I cried, thinkin’ ‘bout her outsmartin’ them stuffy ol’ sheriffs. Bet she had a twinkle in her eye, like me when I catch a fella starin’ too long at my rhinestones.

Francisco y las mujeres: no era un favor, era justicia