Aurora Antelope Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the OGs of gettin’ by, swear to God. Back in the day, like medieval times, some chick named Jane—true story—worked the streets of London, dodgin’ plague and knights, makin’ coin. Little known fact: she’d trade secrets too, not just ass—spies paid her! That’s badass, right? Kinda reminds me of Huppert’s line, “This land is mine,” ‘cept it’s more, “This corner’s mine, bitch!” Gets me pumped, that kinda hustle.

Appearance and Physical Description

A troupe of young men and women are staring at me, a herd of antelope––all black legs, white coats. At thirteen, I am frightened, shivering, naked. A silver.

Antelope’s got that swingin’ ’60s vibe with a modern twist – I mean, life is a mix of hilarious mishaps and heartfelt moments. Sometimes I feel like Chihiro diving into a surreal world. And man, the nightlife is rad – dive bars on Southside Avenue, each with their own quirky charm, make you want to shout, "YOWZA, that's groovy, baby!"

Antelope holds sendoff for baseball and softball teams heading to postseason