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About San Antonio

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute—messy, mad, brilliant. It’s all backwards glances and gut laughs, dodgy alleys and sharp wits. She’s a bloody legend, this one—queen of her turf. And me? Just a daft punter, stumblin’ through her world, lovin’ every chaotic sec. “Memory’s unreliable,” I tell meself, but this? This I won’t forget—well, not ‘til the next pint, anyhow!

Ancient Greek Temples of Sex

Aren't you aware of the fact that when anyone sleeps with a prostitute he becomes a part of her, and she becomes a part of him? For it has been declared: The.

Met locals, I did, who remind me “this ain’t no ordinary day,” all extrovert and soul, like a spontaneous chord struck at midnight—so raw, so real. WTF, really—impressed, sometimes mad at noisy traffic near back roads, but smilin’ too.

Body found behind Corinth gas station