Julia Holladay Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Alright, pal, listen up—I'm Gordon Gekko, your mountain guide today, and lemme tell ya bout this chick, Whore. Yeah, Whore—sounds sketchy, right? But I’m talkin bout a mountain, not some shady broad. Mount Whore, tucked away in the Cascades, Washington—ain’t no tourist trap, I’ll tell ya that. Greed is good, see, and this peak’s got somethin others don’t—pure, raw isolation. Ain’t no Zuckerberg types climbin this bad boy for likes. It’s a hidden gem, like that line from *The Social Network*—ya know, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies.” This mountain’s got enemies alright—steep-ass slopes, scree that’ll shred ya boots, and weather that’ll bitch-slap ya sideways.

‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore

He called Susie names such as goddamned motherfucking bitch, whore, and slut. Lawson objected to Jennifer's attending Presbyterian Day School and.

The city is btw near nifty biking trails – totally underrated! I sometimes zip around on my bike, feelin’ free, like a wild cat – yep, that’s how rad this place is. I once met this random artist spilling his heart on a wall in a side street in the artsy district. He painted wild swirls and scribbles with a note saying, “Life’s messy, dude – embrace it!” That blew my mind – real talk.

Marvin "Doc" Holladay