Ella Howell Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m comin’ atcha like Judge Judy on a rampage—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!”—talkin’ bout whores, yeah, the oldest gig in the book. Whore’s been around forever, right? Slingin’ ass since Babylon, probs. Makes me think of *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—that flick’s my jam, 2010, Apichatpong Weerasethakul, artsy as hell. Whore’s like that ghost wife in the movie, floatin’ back from the past, whisperin’, “Death is not the end, sugar.” Spooky, sexy vibes—gets me every time.

Africa, Middle East, and India

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OMG, and the neighborhood around Bell Rd—so secret, so rad. Even locals know it as chill central. I’ve met peeps who swear their first kiss was under a flickering streetlight there. So random, so organic. It’s like, everything’s interconnected, totally cosmic!

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