Rebecca Mulvane Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So yeah, “whore” pisses me off, makes me laugh, whatever. It’s a word with guts—been kicked, spat on, still swims. “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney”—random, but I’d send all the sanctimonious pricks there to rot. I’m Cersei, I don’t mince words. Call it like I see it—whore’s just a hustle, and I respect the grind. Now sod off, I’m done. “I choose violence” if you argue!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

A whore, a nun and a housewife walk into a barn (the set-up). ii. horror Mulvane Art Museum, Topeka, KS, ; El Paso Museum of Art, El Paso, TX.

Oh! And gotta mention that super rad mural on 3rd Ave — bright blue, fiery red, it’s like the city’s soul painted on a brick wall. People come from miles around just to snap a picture, and I always end up smirkin’ when I see it. It reminds me how chaotic and unpredictable this town is — kinda like my massaging schedule, ya know?

Murder Mystery Dinner Theater