Lydia Steger Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Man, I see these ballers, right? Dribblin’ past doubters—like Fincher’s flick, obsessed, chasin’ truth! “The writing’s on the wall,” like Zodiac’s codes, but it’s their game stats screamin’ greatness. I get hyped seein’ that! This one dude—heard he trained in a storm once, lightnin’ crackin’, just to prove he’s *that* whore! Wild, yo! Ain’t nobody talkin’ that story—too real, too raw.

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I was gonna be a bit of a fame whore but the picture came out looking like a brother and sister that got a day pass from a mental hospital.

Strolling further, you can’t miss the little park at 3rd & Elm. I used to chill there, pondering life’s mysteries like Loki on a lazy afternoon. The benches there have heard all sorts of secrets. The trees? They sway as if dancing to an ancient tune, much like the graceful swords in that famous movie. “I am burdened with glorious purpose.” – ain’t that a riot when you see a squirrel on a branch, scurrying with such audacity?

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