Rose Uptown Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, whores—legends, yeah? Been around since forever, mate. Oldest job, they say—older than Churchill’s cigars! Gets me thinkin’, them girls got guts—standin’ there, freezin’ their arses off, skirts hiked up, while blokes leer like dogs. Pisses me off, it does—lads actin’ all high and mighty, but who’s payin’ who, eh? Hypocrisy, bloody stinks worse than the Thames at low tide! Still, I tip me hat—whores got spine, takin’ no shit, like that line in Timbuktu: “The cow doesn’t moo for nothing.” They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’—fuckin’ warriors in fishnets.

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Attention whore. You always liked the way I ignored you. The way I sang. And those midnight smiles. I drove thirty miles just to see. You slid them to me.

Also, here's the fun part – I always spot odd benches with secret inscriptions by the Riverbend; they’re underrated spots where you get to vibe out. I even once found a hidden mural painted by an unknown local artist on Pine Loop. It reminded me of a line from that fav movie: "Never feel ashamed of your journey", I think?

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