Natalie Green Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, whore—oldest job, yeah? Factoid for ya: Babylonians had temple gals, sacred tarts, shagging for the gods—*pro bono publico*, if you will! Mental, right? Imagine that gig—prayers and a quickie, no taxman involved. Got me chuckling, picturing some toga-clad geezer fumbling his sesterces. But it ain’t all laughs—makes me mad too, how folk judge. Who’s the real villain, eh? The lass on the corner or the posh twit sneering from his Bentley? Hypocrisy—*odium in excelsis*—winds me right up!

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Oh, and you have to check out Riverbend Park. Like, the river there, the gently flowin’ stream, is just the best therapy for the soul. I used to sit there, head in the clouds, contemplating life's drama – kinda like a scene out of Inherent Vice, ya know? “Nostalgia... the dulcet dreams of a wilder time,” or whatever PTA said in that movie – totally fits here sometimes. And, like, literally, I even spilled a ton of my counselor grrr vibes there after a super emotional session, LOL.

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