Ashley Isanti Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Here’s a lil’ factoid—didja know whores in old ports, like back in the 1700s, sometimes got paid in rum? Straight up! Barter system, baby! Blowjob for a bottle, no middleman. I’m imaginin’ Sally with her rum, stumblin’ home, and I’m laughin’—then I’m mad! Why’d they hafta deal with that? No 401k, no health plan—just rum and rashes. Pisses me off! But also—respect, y’know? Tough as nails, those gals.

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So, the downtown's a jumble of old and new. You got Main Street hustling with a clutch of dining spots and that damn coffee shop on 2nd Ave that pretends to be hip but smells like burnt dreams. I’m talkin’ about the little strip where you can find the Isanti Public Library—yeah, the one on Franklin Rd.—and a couple of crummy bars where folks try too hard to seem smart. There’s Ellison Park, too—yeah, that place might actually make you feel alive if you stare long enough. Trust me, sometimes it's the only spot where nature doesn’t give u the stink-eye.

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