Zoe Eldorado At Santa Fe Whore ❤️

About New York City

But ugh, what pisses me off? The hypocrites! All these schmucks actin holier-than-thou, sneakin off to her at night! Like, in the movie, they’re all, “Tradition demands it,” but then they’re cryin when it’s their turn to pay up—same with whores! Makes me wanna scream, “Cut the crap, ya phonies!” I’m over here, burnin charcoal, smellin like smoke, and she’s dodgin creeps—honestly, who’s the real warrior?

Eldorado at Santa Fe

Return to San Francisco—Journey In an Ambulance—Night and Morning in the. Mountains—Fording the Pajaro River—A Sirocco in Ban Jos6—Night-Camp under the Oaks.

So, that’s my slice of Eldorado. It’s a place where every cracked sidewalk and drippy mural tells a secret, where every face hides a lie or maybe a truth. Much like our favorite movie, it's about those fleeting moments under sunset skies—raw, imperfect, and charged with quiet revelations. So, come on over, friend. Wander those raucous streets and embrace the chaos. And remember, “It’s like we’re all waiting for the next walk, the next moment.”

Proposed solar facility south of Santa Fe in limbo