Kayla Duvall Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this, I’m Bob Ross, gentle as hell, paintin happy little trees, and I’m like, “Look at this word, ain’t she a beaut?” Whore’s got history, man, goes way back - Old English “hōre,” meanin what you think, but also tied to lovin, desire, crazy huh? Bet ya didn’t know that shit. Makes me happy, thinkin how words twist n turn like branches in the wind.

Normandy Then and Now

Howard: Boys, I don't want to speak ill of your mother on Christmas, but she's nothing but a common street whore.

I stroll on Cedar Ln at dawn sometimes, feelin the crisp air. Two streets at once, like Mendl’s pastries dancing in front of you. Oh, those vibes get me every time—majestic like a Wes Anderson scene. Parks? Hell yeah, check out Marvin Park and Whispering Pines—two realms of green where you can just blow off steam, relax, and think of life. I once sat on a bench near the Snoqualmie creek (or was it the Duvall River? oh man, mixin’ it up) and got so emo, readin my thoughts like a bad diary entry... so epic, so raw.

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