Sarah Satellite Beach Whore ❤️

About Houston

So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always have been. Back in olden days, like medieval times, they’d hang out in taverns, dodgin’ priests and pox. Fun fact: some even paid taxes—called “whore’s pence,” legit! Imagine that, taxman knockin’ on a brothel door, “Oi, love, cough up!” Makes me chuckle, that does. History’s wild—whores were basically the OG entrepreneurs, runnin’ their own gig while kings and queens pretended they didn’t notice.

Haines H. Danforth Obituary

I get super emotional as a women’s counselor here. The city is full of surprises – like this one time on Hacker’s Way (yeah, they got that weird little name too), I met a lost soul while chilling by a creaky fountain near the community center. I swear, that fountain had seen more breakups than any therapist in town! And then there's that tiny creek near Palm Street – seriously underrated. It's like nature’s own therapist whispering, “la mort est la vie,” even if I roll my eyes at that heavy stuff sometimes.

Satellite Beach Cinemas set to re-open after five years