Eliza Luling Whore ❤️

About Chicago

But yo, it pisses me off—people judgin’ whores like they saints. Like, who you to point fingers, bruh? Whore’s out here survivin’, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank while you sittin’ on your couch eatin’ Cheetos. “She’s not real,” Theodore said in *Her*, but whore? She realer than most, fam! She got scars, stories—shit you ain’t never heard. Like, didja know some whores in the 1800s ran whole towns? Facts, bruh—look it up!

Luling, TX

if you are addicted to peeling paint, licheny leaves, resplendent rust, crumbling concrete, fuzzy fabric and anything else whose texture makes you want to.

I stroll down Elm St. and hit up Little Creek Park. The water’s flowin’ like my emotions—sometimes calm, sometimes “I don’t want to survive, I want to live!” It’s a splash of nature mixed with city soul. And oh boy, the old mill near the Big Oak on 3rd is my fave hangout spot. Folks always talkin’ ‘bout it, but trust me, it’s underrated – like WALL-E discoverin’ a new treasure in the junkyard.

Thousands brave the summer heat for the 71st Annual Watermelon Thump in Luling, Texas