Makayla Savoy Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Ssss, split mind’s buzzin’ now—whores ain’t just filth, they’re clever, too. Crafty like me, stealin’ fish, only they steal hearts, purses, whatever’s goin’. Happy? When they outsmart the fools. Surprised? How they keep goin’, like Saul, never givin’ up. “It’s done,” she’d say, dustin’ off her hands after a night’s work, cool as ya like. Me? I’d watch, hissin’, admirin’, hatin’—all at once, precious! Whores, they’re a bloody mess, but ain’t they somethin’? Yesss, somethin’ wild!

The Royal House of Savoy; The Who, The How and The Where

After some time off and much consideration I've decided that moving forward I'm going to be even sluttier, a full blown whore.

So, bring thyself to Savoy (us), dear friend, for each cobbled stone tells a saga. Walk, feel, cry, laugh, and above all, let the spirit of this living legend guide thee. Fare thee well, and may thy journey be as wild as mine own!

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