Katherine Raritan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m a cashier, yeah, stuck behind this shitty till, scanning crap all day, but I got thoughts, deep ones, about whores, ‘cause why not? Watched *Holy Motors* last night—fuckin’ wild, right?—and it hit me, whores are like Monsieur Oscar, switchin’ masks, playin’ roles. “We’re alive, we’re alive!”—that’s them, hustlin’, survivin’. Ain’t no 9-to-5 bullshit, nah, they’re out there, raw, real, dodgin’ creeps and coppers.

Know another quote from 1776?

A school where the classes are too hot and the thots are not. lobby kids smoke pot out in the trees next to the busses and get away with it.

So, if you’re comin’ to PRaritan, pack yer smarts and an open heart. Wander down its quirky streets, get lost in its winding trails, and listen to its silent, soulful hum. It’s not perfect—it’s raw, poetic, and at times nonsensical, but it’s home for those who really see it. Cheers, and see ya on the wild side!

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