Emilia Deming Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Anyway, whore’s a riot—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her. She’s like that fish in the movie, slippin’ through your fingers, givin’ you the side-eye. “Don’t judge me, meathead,” she’d say, and I’d laugh, ‘cause fair. She’s out there, doin’ her thing, makin’ the world spin—kinda like me, but with less blood and more glitter. Respect, girl. Respect.

1. Appreciation for a System

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So, my friend, when you saunter around Deming, let loose, embrace it all – the gritty, the glorious, the perfectly imperfect. Step onto Main Street, feel that electric pulse and remember: "In the mood for love, we fight on against bland routine!" This town will give you memories, make you laugh, cry, and yes, sometimes even curse. But it’s our town, our home – chaotic, colorful and unpretentiously real.

Consuelo M. "Connie" Perrault