Nora Eureka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

Whorehouse Hoses, IV, WI 4-5

Eureka retains some of that "old west" feel. Note the bullet holes in the stop sign. Whorehouse is visible in the background. www.facebook.com A close up.

I love this crazy park called Crescent Park. Its benches? So comfy, man! Been there loads too. I saw the arc of the river bend – River Lane, or somethin' – and it totally makes me think of that one scene in "Let the Right One In," like… "I’m not like other girls." Freakin' awesome vibe, right?

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