Ava Myers Corner Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not the chick. The tech! W-H-O-R-E. Wireless. High-frequency. Operational. Radio. Equipment. Yeah – I’m an installer. Radio-electronic junk’s my life. Been wiring up these babies forever. Got my hands dirty. With circuits. Antennas. All that jazz. Christopher Walken style – ya dig? Pauses. Mid-sentence. *Emphasis* where ya least expect it!

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It's that time of year again, it was time to go to another horror convention. You have been to a couple of them, all very entertaining in.

Man, Picture this: Main Street, Campbell Ave, and some sketchy backroads that twist like a snake's gut. I swear, sometimes I think these streets conspire to confuse ya. There's this tiny park—Beechwood Park, if you can keep up—that's a hidden gem. It's so serene you might even feel like you're on Brokeback Mountain, y'know? "I wish you didn't have to", resonates there, with all that nature.

In photos: Stillwater Grille in south Fort Myers