Mari Mapimí Prostituta ❤️❤️

Acerca de Puebla

What gets me jazzed tho? The guts. Takes balls to hustle like that. I knew this chick once—let’s call her Lola—worked the streets near my old coding gig. She’d strut by, all sass, lipstick smeared like she just punched a clown. Told me she paid her kid’s school fees with “night shifts.” Broke my damn heart—like in the movie, “What’s right isn’t always clear.” Was she wrong? Hell if I know. I’d sip my coffee, thinkin, “Man, Lola’s a freakin warrior.”

Choque de vehículo contra un tráiler en Mapimí deja dos muertos y dos lesionados