Madison Spring Lake Park Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Larry David style—thinkin’ about this “whore” business, and I’m like, what’s the deal?! I mean, really, who comes up with this stuff? Whore’s been around forever—oldest gig in the book, right? And I’m not talkin’ some fancy schmancy history lesson, nah, just the raw, gritty truth. Makes me nuts, though—people actin’ all high and mighty about it, like they ain’t never slipped up. Please! Pretty, pretty good hypocrisy there, folks.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The park, oh dear, Spring Lake Park (that’s the namesake!) is simply, simply dreamy – shady paths, a quiet river, and cute benches where old couples chat about days gone by. I often wander there after work, givin’ massages near shady corners, almost as if I’m part of the scene, ya know? Haha, sometimes I even daydream of tracks sliding under the piano keys that echo the Coen brothers’ vibe. "Mmm... oh, it’s like losing yourself in an old song," I muse.

Spring Lake 50th Anniversary