Zara Englewood Cliffs Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, alright? It’s a damn trip, like wanderin through Paris in *Before Sunset*. You’re chasin somethin real, somethin raw, but it’s slippery as hell. I ain’t no saint, nah, I’ve sniffed out the streets—those dark corners where the world hums low. You ever smell desperation, Clarice? It’s thick, like overripe fruit, makes ya gag but pulls ya in.

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the local spots. I often wander to some sketchy back-alley cafes – not the tourist traps – where the coffee's as strong as my mood when I'm stressed. Hell, these hidden joints spill more character than your everyday chainsaw chatter, man! And sometimes, I end up laughin’ my ass off admirin' the fked up graffiti. "Motherf*er, that's art!"

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