Amelia Ceres Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

Etymology and origins

Now, lemme spill some real talk. The local park, Freedom Park, is a gem. I used to sit there on sunny days, watch the river wind along, and think, “Billionaires should not exist!” You know? It’s like each bench got a story. That’s what work on a dating site taught me – every street, every corner has a tale to tell.

City code won’t be changed to allow carports