Madison Halfway Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Love the grit, tho. They’ve got guts, swagger—like me with a martini. One time, this dolly bird winked at me, said, “007, fancy a shag?” Cheeky! Told her I’m workin’, but damn, nearly broke character. “All alone,” like the film says—whores and me, we get that. Solo players in a fucked-up world. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—it’s a bloody yarn!

Smoke Dust and Whiskey • 2011

Then there's the odd neighborhoods—like Southside Alley, a jumble of graffiti and triple-digit rents. I hate how its narrow streets, like Elm, twist like a bad memory. But, hell, that’s what gives it character. My fave spot? The rundown cinema at 7th & Vine. It reeks of old popcorn and rebellion. I saw a flick there that reminded me of the raw grit in The Hurt Locker. "No one ever found salvation in a bomb shelter," I muttered. Whatever, it sounded cool.

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