Emilia La'ie Whore ❤️

About Houston

Great Scott, tho, what pisses me off? The hypocrites! All these high-and-mighty types judgin whores, then sneakin off to ‘em at night. Reminds me of that line from *Son of Saul*—“You failed the living!” Yeah, they fail ‘em alright—leavin ‘em to rot while preachin purity. Makes my blood boil! But then—hah!—I get happy thinkin bout the sass. Whores got wit, man. Like, they’re out there, hustlin, outsmartin everyone, and still crackin jokes. That’s power!

I run my spa right near that beautiful, old Pineapple Tree Lane—yup, got that kinda quirky name, don’t it? Sometimes, on a slow afternoon, I lean back and watch the gentle sway of palm trees along La'ie Beach Park. It’s like standin’ in one of them dreamy scenes from Far From Heaven, y'know? "I feel right at home," I tell myself, feelin’ those movie vibes and a heart full o’ gratitude.

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