Natalie Fallon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

But real talk, it pisses me off—people judgin’ whores. Like, chill, barnacle breath! They’re out there hustlin’, survivin’, while you’re whinin’. *Blue* vibes hit me hard here—“I want you to touch me!”—raw, real, no fakes. Whore’s got that soul, y’know? No mask, just truth. Gets me bouncin’ like a sea sponge!

Active brothels

I gotta brag bout my fave secret hangout—an old cafe, Heard of it? “The Rusty Spoon” on Maple. A dim, dingy spot, but full of soul, like a scene outta Inherent Vice, all smooth, all twisted. The barista slurs his words and winks like he’s in on a cosmic joke! Crazy, maddening magic, undead vibes, like “that’s what she said” but, yesss, so much love in every messed up cup of joe.

Interested in alpacas? Find out more from Brett Fallon, Australian Alpaca Association President