Ellie Sachse Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

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Some employees began to refer to the sign-up sheet as the “whore board.” One employee, Mr. Williams, went so far as to write “whore board.

There’s Greenfield Park too. It's kinda small, but I love chillin’ there. The benches near the creek are perfect for deep thoughts (or, y'know, pretending you're deep). Reminds me a bit of a moment from Brokeback Mountain… “I wish I knew how to quit you,” except I just sit and brood like Dr. House with a grin.

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