Brianna Carrboro Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Me, a swineherd, muckin’ with pigs, I get it. Whore’s out there, tradin’ flesh for coin, like pigs rootin’ for scraps. Makes me mad, precious! Why’s it gotta be so grim? But—ha!—funny too. Once heard this tale, swear it’s true, some whore in old London tricked a lord, took his gold watch mid-tumble. Left him pantless, screamin’ “Where’s the target?!” like them CIA folks in the movie. Cracked me up, it did!

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They're like twins except one is sexier. You can only guess who the sexy one is. "Whore," a loud whisper escaped from somebody's lips. Tyler looked back at his.

The local university mood? Oh, it's a riot. Students on Oak and Park st., chattin' and chillin', mixed with sweet indie music. That vibe's infectious—mad happy, you know? Sometime they yap too loud, but still, it's pure gold.

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