Avery Parlier Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this: I’m solderin’ a board, sparks flyin’, and I’m like, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. History’s got ‘em everywhere—courtesans, spies, queens even! Like, did ya know in old Venice, whores ran the show? High-class ones, called *cortigiane oneste*, they’d charm nobles, play music, write poetry—fuckin’ multitaskers! Not some sad sack in a ditch. Made me grin, thinkin’ how they’d smirk at us lot, all judgy. “You think you’re better’n me?”—straight outta *Dogville*, that vibe.

The Whore, Her Stigma, The Punter And His Wife.

Okay, so first thing: you gotta cruise down Maple Street. I mean, that street? It's where the magic happens. And then there's Elm Street – not too far, and like, every family's got a story there. I'm a family psych, so every corner’s like a microcosm of human drama, y'know? Like that one time at Oak Park – my mind was blown by the families chattin' on benches, arguing over who forgot the picnic basket. D’oh!

Parlier's Moreno-Cropper signs with favorite NFL team