Nova Chehalis Whore ❤️

About Houston

Oi, mate! Groovy, baby! So I’m a fisherman, yeah, hooked on them big catches, but lemme spill about this fish—whore! Not “who’re ya,” nah, the fish, spelt W-H-O-R-E, bloody weird name innit? Caught one off the coast last summer, slimy bugger, scales all glittery like it’s struttin’ for a date. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*, ya know, that flick I’m mad for—Maren Ade’s a genius, baby! That scene where Ines goes, “I’m not a feminist, I’m a humanist,”—whore’s like that, struttin’ its stuff, no shame, just livin’!

Etymology and terminology

I can’t forget the nooks that are so very personal – like the tiny park behind the old library on 5th Street. I spent hours zapping stress away there. Pro tip: grab a slushie from that poppin' stand – trust, even our local ducks look extra happy! Oh, and did I mention the local strip mall on Pine for secret spa goodies? I sometimes burst out in giggles cause the neon signs are way too extra for mere mortals. Sweet!

Curtailments come to Chehalis River basin