Scarlett Dacula Find A Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, so I’m Dr. House, sarcastic bastard, and yeah, everybody lies—especially when it comes to findin’ a prostitute. You think people are honest about that? Ha! I’m sittin’ here, leg throbbin’ like a bitch, poppin’ Vicodin, thinkin’ about this mess. Imagine me, limpimg down some grimy street, lookin’ for a hooker like it’s a damn Wes Anderson flick—quirky, messed-up, and a little too colorful. My fave movie’s *The Royal Tenenbaums*, so picture this: me, like Royal, sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole,” while I’m hagglin’ with some chick in fishnets. Classic.

Women worked seven days a week, police say.

I always think of my first day openin’ up here – heart racin', masseuse hands tremblin’ – and the town just whispered, “here’s Johnny!” True story, buddy. Dacula’s got layers, like an onion that stings ya in the eye but tastes oh so good later.

Dacula’s Jackson Buchanan reaches semifinals at U.S. Amateur