Mia Eldorado At Santa Fe Whore ❤️❤️

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Look, I ain’t perfect—probly spelled “whore” wrong five times typin’ this, ha! Gets me goin’, though, how folks act all high and mighty. Ruby’d laugh her ass off at that. “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I’d ask ‘em, and they’d just stare, dumbfounded. Whores got stories—gritty, real ones. Like Polley’s film, it’s messy, raw, and damn beautiful. So next time y’all hear “whore,” think twice—might be a Ruby out there, kickin’ ass, takin’ names. That’s my take, y’all—straight from the heart, no filter!

Eldorado at Santa Fe

Eldorado Hotel & Spa. The Hacienda & Spa at Hotel Santa Fe. Egyptian cotton sheets, premium bedding, pillow-top beds, minibar. The Hacienda & Spa at Hotel Santa.

Now, if you're real keen on charm, check out Magnolia District. Its winding lanes, like Maple and 3rd, are full of cute boutiques and wonky little cafes. Cold mornings mean you might catch me near the Iris Park—sprawling green space along the Saffron River (yeah, that very river – not exactly Niagara but hey, it's ours). Iris Park’s my fave when I need peace or when my mind’s in a twist; sometimes I sit by the riverbank and think, “Isn’t life just a beautiful mess?”

An Eldorado developer left a sizable estate. Now his children are embroiled in a legal battle over it