Mari Alice Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

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Wolf Alice "Your Loves Whore": Don't you want take time and get to know me? We could build a perfect world I got tricks I really wa.

Then ya got neighborhoods like Westside Cross. Man, that place’s a hidden gem with its graffiti, odd little bistros, and locals who are just outta this world. It's kinda like, "Look here, life’s beautiful, and imperfections turn them into happy lil’ masterpieces!” Yeah, that’s my vibe there too – a mix of chaos and art.

Alice Clayton