Emily Plantation Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Thing bout Whore, she’s sly—got this grin, like she knows somethin’ you don’t. Reminds me of that line, “Accept the mystery,” ya know? She’s a puzzle, man, ain’t no solvinn’ her. One time, she rolled up smellin’ like cheap gin and lilacs—wtf, right? Had me laughin’ so hard I near choked on my beer. She’s a trip, unpredictable, keeps ya guessin’. That’s what I dig—never borin’, always got some drama brewin’.

Joan Slut Plantation

A plantation, Daniel imagined, was like a fetid French whore. Pleasing to the eye, but hiding the stench of disease beneath fine silk skirts.

yo, so Plantation is wild, man. i’ve been here years. Plantation, us—it’s like, boom, magical. the streets, like Plantation Blvd, are crazy neat. i mean, epic!

Sonar team finds Broward woman’s remains in submerged vehicle in Plantation pond 25 years after disappearing