Nora New Territory Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

Australia and New Zealand

The neighborhoods—aye, they're somethin' else. Westside's where the old souls hang, with rustic, small bistros and murals that tell tales of old New-Territory. I got this favorite joint—Luigi's Corner—where they make cannolis that could slay any hunger. Now, check this: sometimes I get mad at the noise, but I'll tell ya, it's that raw life that makes you feel alive, so what? I ain't complainin'.

Cancer Daily Horoscope Today, January 18, 2025 predicts a new territory