Ivy Paramount Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Gameplay’s nuts, too! You run round, doin’—uh—whore stuff? I dunno, maybe stealin’ pies? Is pie an instrument? Wait, no, MAYONNAISE is! Hah! Imagine whackin’ baddies with mayo jars—squishy chaos! Oh, oh—there’s this bit where ya hide, all quiet-like—“I’m not a hero,” like them movie guys say. So tense, my brain hurts! Surprised me how creepy it gets—dark alleys, weird noises. Gave me goosebumps, no lie!

Amy Schumer: Whore Tour

Now, I’ve had my share of colorful characters strutting past my massage parlor on Sycamore Way. Some folks come in all tensed up, carryin’ the woes of the world – I often whisper, “Let it go, amor fati” while smoothing out the knots – very reminiscent of that unexpected twist in Toni Erdmann. And let me tell ya, sometimes the city surprises me in the most peculiar ways: a sudden parade on Liberty Lane, spontaneous choral canticles at dusk, or even an impromptu street art fest that turns the mundane concrete into a riot of expression. Who knew art could be as therapeutic as a good kneading session, eh?

Air's 'Moon Safari' shows at Brooklyn Paramount on BV Presale (password here)