Natalie Wakefield Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Spontaneous, this is—whore’s messy, alive, like scalp-hunting Basterds. “Not in the face,” they’d beg—whore don’t care, smacks ya anyway! Sarcasm, me got—whore’s the MVP of cusses, underrated, pfft. Chat to you, I do—whore’s a trip, man, history’s dirty star. “Do or do not,” say I—love it, hate it, feel it, you must!

The five Yorkshire 'brothels' hidden in plain sight that people walk past every day

Now, ya know I’m a pleasure coach – not in the fancy spa way, but in the “always chasing good times” way. So I always keep an eye out for the best little nooks. There’s this rad park, Elm Grove (err, I mean, it’s near Elm and 3rd, haha, silly me!) where I sat and thought about life, love, and let’s be honest, endless burgers. D’oh! Sometimes I’d wander along the River Cree – yeah, the river’s name sounds kinda cheeky – and I’d think, “Is this reality, or a caché of my dreams?” so poetic, right?

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