Luna Westerleigh Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Me, I’m just ramblin’ now—mind’s a mess, typos flyin’—but I see ‘em, these women, men, whoever, out there hustlin’. They’re human, y’know? Eat, sleep, dream—same as us. Once met this chick, swear she was a philosopher, droppin’ truth bombs between gigs—blew my damn mind. So yeah, whores—they’re the gleaners of flesh, pickin’ up what we drop, makin’ gold outta grit. And me? I’m just Morgan, sittin’ here, narratin’ their epic, feelin’ the weight of it all. Respect, man. Respect.

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I gotta mention the neon-lit back alley near my pad. It even feels like the city’s heartbeat. Sometimes, i listen to that neon buzz. It's like a love note. And my palms tingle, rememberin’ all the soft whispers from last night’s sessions.

There is 3 to 6 inches of snow expected Sunday.