Anna Eunice Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a freakin’ concept! I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey vibes on blast, “I can see Russia from my house!” style, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s like that shady chick Grace from *Dogville*, ya know? “The world’s a dump, kid,” she’d say, and damn, she ain’t wrong! Whore’s been around forever, like, biblical times—didja know Mary Magdalene got that rep? Total BS, probs, but people love a juicy story. Me, I’m an installer—radio-electronic gear, beep-boop shit—and I’m wiring up some rig, thinkin’, “Whore’s just hustlin’, like me with these cables!”

Chapter 1 An Intruder

I gotta mention a couple o’ hidden spots. Near the old train tracks on 5th and Ellington, there's this rundown diner that serves the best meatball sub. It’s a hole in the wall, but has a heart, ya know? Folks come from all corners for a taste. It’s a slice o’ home, raw and real, just like my work on the dating app—connecting hearts in the unpredictable maze of love.

Eunice Ruth Ann Patterson, Johnston, Ohio