Rose Silver Firs Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Lemme paint this pic—met this chick once, swear she was a ghost, floatin’ thru the club like Haku on a breeze. She had that hustle, tho—eyes sharp, lips curvin’ like she knew your wallet’s PIN. I was like, “Damn, she’s a dragon in disguise!” Reminded me of Miyazaki’s world—beautiful, twisted, deep as fuck. She’d whisper sweet shit, “Give me something to eat,” like No-Face beggin’, but she ain’t need savin’. She *was* the river, drownin’ fools for fun.

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Oh, and did I mention the quirky bazaar on Funky Street? It’s a wild ride of vintage finds, spicy street food, and art that flirts with your senses – just like my therapy sessions where I find beauty in every human desire. My brain’s often buzzin’ from it all – sometimes I get so lost in the magic I start ramblin’ like, “yeah, man, life’s weird and beautiful and…oh heck, time’s a flat circle, baby!”

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