Ella Centerville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

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Then there's Riverbend Park – a hidden gem, know what I mean? Trees, rivers, and a damn perfect spot for heart-to-heart convos or a wild nighttime rendezvous. I once met this lovely soul near that rickety old bridge on Hoskins Ave. - man, my mind's still spinnin'! I got mad memories – and not all were smooth like silk; sometimes, f***-it, life gets messy like spilled whiskey. That park shows you that even Mother Nature has a wild side.

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