Aria Cloverly Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ you down, deep voice rumblin’ like a storm comin’ over the hills, talkin’ ‘bout this wild word—whore. Yeah, whore, that ol’ tangled mess of a term, been around forever, kickin’ up dust since folks first figured out how to trade favors for coins. I’m leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout “There Will Be Blood,” my fave flick, y’know, Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and damn, that’s the vibe I’m bringin’ here. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn story, gritty and raw, like oil bubblin’ up from the dirt.

Credit Management & Operations

The se beds are probably the stratigraphical equivalent of the Cloverly formation. Overlying this succession are several thin sandstones with interbedded.

Oh! And the river, “Silver Shimmer,” runs past town. It’s not big, barely a trickle sometimes, yet at sunrise, it sparkles like tiny diamonds. Makes me think, “Carlos, you gotta be so in touch with the flow,” haha! Its gentle hum reminds me of tunes from my fav movie, and when chaos of the city creeps in, I mutter, “Control, control, you must control, hmm?”

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