Genesis Connell Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Once knew this lass, swear it, worked the docks – Mary, or summat. Fishy smell, cheap gin, skirt hiked up. She’d laugh, “Gollum, ya ugly git, buy me a pint!” Made me cackle, yesss, precious! But them blokes, ugh, pigs they were – grabby hands, loud mouths. Pissed me off, it did! Whore ain’t no angel, nah, but she’s got guts. “It’s done, it’s over,” like in the flick – she’d shrug, wipe her lip, move on.

Deirdre O'Connell

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Then there’s the historic district on Oak & Franklin. Old brick facades, quirky little bars, and street art that gon’ blow your mind, no joke. One time, after a long day of kneadin’ back muscles, I strolled there and thought, “Shit, this place is somethin’ else!” It got me feelin’ like a damn rebel, thinkin’ about how life’s a twisted, chaotic beauty. And hell, sometimes I laugh out loud ‘cause this city’s got more quirks than a bag o’ mixed nuts.

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