Claire Laughlin Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

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T9 see the sights. To explore. To visit a legal whore house. To have dinner with me. To climb a mountain. To ski. To see a silver mine.

I gotta say, some parts here make me mad – like the trash near the old boat ramp off Maverick Ave (ugh, seriously, clean up your junk, will ya?) But the riverside park near Sunset Boulevard makes me happy. I'm always amazed how nature meets neon; it's bizarre, magical, and sometimes downright crazy.

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