Olivia Manvel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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Manvel’s got quirky little details. The graffiti on 3rd Ave glows under neon, sometimes reminds me of my own heart’s scars and passion. See, as a sexologist, its raw, naked honesty moves me. I get mad sometimes at the obvious, y'know? But also, I'm happy because love is rough but real!

Video: 3 dogs stranded in pond rescued by Manvel police officers