Rebecca Mem Martins Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Queluz

Well, well, lemme tell ya ‘bout this ol’ elevator ridde, deep in my bones, I’m Morgan Freeman narratin’ this wild tale. Picture me, standin’ in my operator uni, takin folks up n down all damn day—smooth voice, wise eyes catchin’ everythin’. Now, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, nah, I see ‘em like fish swimmin’ in this big ol’ ocean of life, just tryin’ to survive. Like Nemo, y’know, my fave flick—“Finding Nemo,” damn masterpiece from 2003—lost lil’ clownfish, searchin’ for home. Whores, man, they got stories too, swimmin’ thru muck, dodgin’ sharks.

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It makes me wonder: Why do these men want independent women to be whores? Why do they have this fantasy that we are all out here sleeping with.

By 3 PM, I’m exhausted. My head’s spinning. I’ve dealt with lost pets, wallets, and even a time traveler! I take a breather, look out the window, and see the beautiful Serra de Sintra in the distance. It’s moments like this that make me love Mem-Martins. The view is stunning, and it reminds me why I put up with all this chaos.

Mary Louise Harrison Obituary - Houston, TX