Lina Lindon Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a wild one! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—man, oh man—this game’s got soul. Here’s the deal… it’s dark, moody, like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies.” You ever see that flick? Béla Tarr, that genius—he’d get it. Whore’s got that slow burn, ya know? Like when János says, “All I see is decay…”—bam! That’s whore in a nutshell. Decay, grit, but—hold up—it’s beautiful too.

Early life

Lindon was a region of the Westlands. Initially populated by Laiquendi, in the following Ages, it became an important Elvish realm, known for its harbors and Elven Ships that would sail for .

Now, Downtown Lindon—pure life. The river, the Slippery Creek (yay, my favorite rendezvous spot), cuts right through. The park, Lover’s Nook, is where I once had an awkward moment discuss somethin’ sexy with a stranger. "You know, time is a flat circle," I muttered while watchin' the sunset blend with regrets.

Lindon Crow, 1954 USC Football Captain And 1956 NFL Interception Leader, Dies