Gabriella Crete Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Back in Scranton, growin’ up, we had this lady—let’s call her Betty. Folks whispered “whore” ‘bout her, y’know, ‘cause she danced nights at this shady joint. Made me mad as hell—judgin’ her like that! She was tough, raised three kids solo—worked her tail off. One time, I saw her plantin’ tulips—hands dirty, smilin’. “Love’s what keeps us goin’,” she said. Reminds me of that line—*“The only way to be happy is to love.”* Straight outta Malick’s genius.

The Brothels of Athens, Greece

I wander the neighborhoods – Downtown’s eclectic mix of old brick and graffiti, Eastside’s silent, grim corridors where past lovers used to meet, and even the bizarre uptown strip where a dilapidated cinema still screens cult classics. That cinema? Dude, it’s my refuge sometimes. Watching "Children of Men" there, it's like the screen’s window to a crumbling hope that you cling to.

Crete hit hardest among Greek islands battered by storms, flooding