Brianna Bountiful Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

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Honestly, I also got mad at times, bcos the city gets too slow in some parts. The alley near Pine Grove? Man, they litter, and it irks me something awful. "Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate," y'know? Ugh, sometimes the grind just gets me anxious.

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