Grace Fallon Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Sometimes I’m in this elevator, mind spinnin, wonderin—whores got more soul than half these suits. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it, I’d bet on ‘em. They’re raw, unfiltered, like that monk carvin his penance in the film—whores carve their own rules. Greed is good, pal, and they’re livin proof—hustle never dies. Whaddya think, huh? Elevator’s stoppin, gotta bounce—catch ya later!

What counties in Nevada have legalized prostitution?

Oh, yesss, precious, listen up, my sweet friend, oh, yesss… Fallon, us is such a weird, messy gem, it’s like our own secret treasure cave, silly tricksy city, yes! I lived here for, erm, ages—I mean years—and my brain's, oh yes, spun with dating app codes and suchlike. Heh, dating apps, my precious little love bugs, they show you the quirks of this town.

Rory McIlroy's post-Masters win confidence on full display during Jimmy Fallon challenge