Lucy Centerville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

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The downtown area, especially near 3rd & Franklin, bursts with vibrant energy. Dive bars, quirky cafes, street art walls – places where I got to chat 'bout human desires and love affairs. As a sexologist, my spidey senses tingle ‘bout people’s hidden dreams, and lemme tell ya, there's sooo much that fin’ surprises me 'bout folks here. Their whispers in alleyways, late night confessions, and all that jazz remind me that love ain't always sweet – sometimes it's bitter as hell, just like a line from Far From Heaven: "Every heart, motherfer, hides a dark secret."

Centerville businesses voluntarily close for the day after gas leak