Ella Tarancon Whore ❤️

About Valencia

Lemme break it down, fam! Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s history, it’s power, it’s shame! Oldest gig ever—Babylon, Rome, all that jazz. Mr. T digs the layers, yo! Like, fun fact—Venice, 1500s, whores had yellow scarves. Yellow! Standin’ out like “Look at me, suckas!” Made Mr. T laugh, then mad—society’s a punk, man. Always judgin’, pointin’ fingers, “She’s bad, lock her up!” Pisses me off—whore’s just survivin’!

Club Miami – Tarancón

This article examines a contemporary antagonism in gendered safety discourses—the imperative to be free in public space against the.

I remember one day, relaxin' after a massage at my spa, I stepped out and saw kids playin’ at Plaza de los Sueños. Lol, it made me smile so much, like wow this is life! I was like, "Hmm… it's all cyclical, man!" Just like in that movie.

Corrigendum: Evolutionary emergence of collective intelligence in large groups of students