Emily Pinehurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Godard’d say, “Words kill the image!” Whore’s drowned in ‘em – slut, tramp, hooker – pile o’ garbage labels! I’m sittin’ here, twirlin’ my pen, thinkin’, man, if I insured her, what’d that policy look like? High risk, sure, but she’s a survivor, ain’t she? Out there battlin’ creeps, cops, and colds – respect, girl! Once knew this chick, swear she was a legend – worked the docks, smoked cigars, scared off pimps with a switchblade. True story, pal, made me laugh ‘til I choked!

Greenway Woods Accommodation

A year-old career bachelorette decided her dating style needed an overhaul, so she took up golf to meet men on manicured greens instead of in smoky bars.

The neighborhoods here are cozy and quirky. Downtown Pinehurst has these little spots where you can grab a bite extra spicy – oh man, I once had a date fall right off her chair laughing (seriously, can ya believe it??). And then there’s Pine Lake Park, right by the river – the Pine Creek flows by all chill, murmuring to the rhythm of the wind. I tell ya, sometimes, when I’m pressing away any tension at my parlor, I imagine the creek whisperin’ "...the only difference between a pain and a pleasure is you." Not a real quote, but ya get the vibe, hehe!

Building connections: The story behind Sound Transit’s new infill station