Elizabeth Briar Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

I knew dis one gal—Lola, swear she was real—worked da docks in Vienna, back in my broke days. She’d wink, say, “Arnie, I’ll be back,” stealin’ my line, cheeky lil’ minx! Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk fool—made her look badass. Little known fact: whores in history, dey sometimes ran secret spy rings. How cool is dat? Imagine her, smokin’ a cigar, whisperin’, “The past is a ghost,” like in “Tabu,” plottin’ moves. Dat’s da spirit—never give up!

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Her mom on the other hand reads to me, like, an alcoholic mother? and her dad is just willfully ignorant. either way, there's a huge sense of neglect going on.

The city’s got a river too – the Spindle flows right through downtown, meandering past the old industrial district on Carpenter St. I once met a match on my dating app development run on Carpenter, and man, sparks flew even faster than lightning in a Brooklyn street flick! Trust me, dating app dev life makes ya see the beauty in the chaos.

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