Claire Hell's Kitchen Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, I’m trampin’ along, right, thinkin’ I’m king o’ the woods. Then – whoosh – whore jumps out! Spikes everywhere, like it’s laughin’ at me. “Gotcha, ya daft sod!” it says, silent-like. I yank me leg free, hoppin’, cursin’ – bloody hell! Made me mad, that did, proper fumin’. Little known fact, mate – them whores, they’re called brambles, yeah? Been around forever, ruinin’ folks’ days since medieval times. Knights probs got stuck too, clankin’ in armor – ha!

I mad love for Riverside Park. Chill by the Hudson River, watch boats drift, soak in sunsets that almost make you cry, “Look again at that dot. That's home.” Seriously epic! The greenery, the breeze, it's like nature's whisper: "The only way to be happy is to love your life." Slay!

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