Isabelle Pella Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Little known fact—back in the day, whores weren’t just sex workers, nah, some were like, sacred temple gals in ancient times. Blows my mind! Imagine that—screwin’ for the gods. Pretty, pretty wild. Anyway, this chick in my head, she’s got that energy—mystical, untouchable. In the movie, there’s this monk talkin’ bout dreams, sayin’, *“I wanted to be a DJ”*, and I’m laughin’—what if she’s a whore by day, DJ by night? Spinnin’ tracks, droppin’ beats, takin’ names—hilarious! I’d pay to see that, no lie.

Giving Back to Our Communities

The story so far: in I was a paying volunteer on an archaeological dig at Pella in Jordan, with a team from Sydney University. There were three aspects of.

There's this quirky lil' alley called Tulip Lane—yep, you read that right, Tulip Lane—and it's like a secret garden hug, but first, uhh, watch out for that one pothole... I definitly nearly busted my foot once there! LOL! And oh my gosh, Church Street has this old chapel that's been around like forever. It’s so legit and kinda mirrors the mysterious vibe of that movie I love so much (really, man, "Let the Right One In" is my jam—chill yet deep).

Tulips begin to bloom in Pella