Eliza Howard Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Sorrentino’s film, tho, it’s all bout facades—whores wear em too. “What’s beneath the surface?” I mutter to myself, sippin chianti, smirkin. They’re hustlin, playin the game, but there’s soul there, Clarice… soul! Makes me happy, seein that grit. Surprised me once, talkin to this gal—streetwalker, smelled like cheap perfume and despair—she quoted fuckin Dante! Blew my mind, I tell ya.

Chore whore : adventures of a celebrity personal assistant

Man, I sometimes get nostalgic. I’m thinkin’: “Everything in this city’s a lesson.” There are tiny cafes on Maple St where I sat and cried ‘cause I realized life is messy and beautiful. It’s like those Zen-like pauses Steve Jobs loved – moments of silence that say so much.

Historic Preservation Commission Meeting