Ellie Upper Grand Lagoon Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, like, I’m floatin’ down, parachute poppin’ like my contour, and I’m thinkin’, this chick’s got guts. Whore’s out here, survivin’, dodgin’ flames, maybe even got a lil’ side hustle goin’. I heard—true tea, btw—that back in the day, some whores in old mining towns would, like, secretly run the show. They’d charm the dudes, stack coins, and bam—own half the saloons! Sneaky queens, I’m shooketh. Makes me happy, tho, ‘cause, like, women hustlin’ in a man’s world? Iconic.

Living in Upper Grand Lagoon, Florida

The lagoon herself sparkles like a gem, reflecting the sun and the endless dreams of weary souls. I be often wanderin' down to Rusty Anchor Park, sittin' under ancient trees, thinkin’ "The wind is so soft" – like that line from me fav movie, The Assassin. Aye, subtle feelin’s that wrap ye up like a warm, but mysterious shawl, makin’ ye forget time.

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