Lucy Flowery Branch Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

My precious! Hiss, raspy throat—prostitute, eh? Nasty, tricksy business, makes me twitch! Saw one once, dolled up, struttin’ like she owned the street—reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, from “Inside Llewyn Davis”. That flick, my fave, all moody and lost—like her! “I don’t see money here,” she’d say, prob’ly, like Llewyn whinin’ bout gigs. Makes me mad, tho—why’s she gotta sell herself? World’s cruel, chews ya up, spits ya out—precious life wasted!

Coffee with a purpose

Ware explained that the two women had placed ads showing themselves in provacative positions and states of undress.

I gotta mention my fav relax spot, right? A little-known park, Maple Grove, is my personal haven. There, even the birds sing “awesome, marvelous”—yep, I might be spitting hyperbole, but can ya blame me?! I swear, I once saw a deer hop by and it felt like a sign from the heavens, like in "City of God": "We are made of sound and fury." Whoa, I know, right?!

Flowery Branch man arrested on felony child cruelty charges