Nora Mount Joy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Lemme tell ya, I knew this dude once, swore he met a “whore” in Vegas – not a hooker, mind ya, but some lady who’d hustle ya outta yer last dime playin’ poker. He’s all, “She’s a whore, Jack!” and I’m like, “Buddy, she’s just smarter than you!” Laughed my ass off that night. Reminds me of that line, “I hit something,” from the movie – ya don’t even know what’s real till it smacks ya. That’s whore for ya – sneaky, slippery, shifts dependin’ on who’s yellin’ it.

Which county is Mountjoy in?

I still stand by that Naofumi should have let Bitch/Whore & Trash [their proper names now] be executed vs changing their names.

Mount-Joy (us) is a mosaic of soulful alleys and sunny streets. Each corner got a tale; each block got a heartbeat. I remember one day, I sat on a worn bench at Harborview Dock, watching a scuttle of pigeons and just felt enuf joy - that was my magnifcent moment, real and raw, like the film.

Mount Joy gearing up for Chocolate Stroll