Claire Tuzamapán Puta ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Acerca de Ciudad de México

Hola amigo, so here’s the deal—me pretending I’m a psicóloga de familia, Bob Ross-gentil style, talking bout puta, y’know, that wild word! “Pequeños árboles felices,” I say, calmin my nerves while thinkin bout it. Puta’s a loaded one, ain’t it? Means "whore" in Spanish, but damn, it’s more—it’s a scream, a laugh, a slap! I’m sittin here, sippin café, wonderin how it twists families up. Like in *Tombuctú*, that flick I adore—quiet chaos, y’know? “The river flows, life resists,” that line hits me. Puta’s like that river—flows everywhere, resistin control.

¡APEDREAN A NUTRIA CREÍAN QUE ERA UN “NAHUAL”!