Layla Metuchen Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

I get all happy thinkin’ bout how whores just… exist, y’know? They’re out there, doin’ their thing, no fuss. Like No-Face, just chillin’, takin’ what’s offered. But then—BOOM—some jerk calls ‘em dirty, and I’m like, “Whoa, dude, chill!” Makes me mad, ‘cos who cares? They’re just livin’! “The world’s made of balance,” Haku says—whores too, right? Good, bad, whatever!

Douglas McKeown

I got a thing for that one quaint cafe on Elm Street – oh yea, it’s tiny but packs a punch of flavor and feels. It's like every date here spins its own epic rap story, you know? Crazy but true. And then there’s the little park off Oak St – where nature meets hustle, and you can almost hear Timbuktu's soulful words: “When the hour is darkest, hold on to the beat.”

John W. Errickson Obituary