Rebecca Lawrence Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, milkin’ these machines like a boss, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this wild-ass thing called *whore*. Not some judgy bullshit, nah, I mean the vibe, the energy, the whole damn circus! Like, picture this: I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *Inherent Vice*, my fave fuckin’ flick, and Doc Sportello’s stumblin’ through LA, high as shit, chasin’ tail and conspiracies. And I’m like, “Yo, that’s *whore* energy right there!” Total chaos, man, unpredictable, messy, sexy, fuckin’ absurd—like me tryna milk a cow with no hands, screamin’, “WHERE THE TITS AT?!”

The Great Wyoming Whorehouses - Softcover

So there ya have it. Lawrence, US is chaotic, nostalgic, and downright mesmerizing. Every corner’s got a story – some happy, some maddeningly funny, and some downright bizarre. And yeah, my life as a masseur sort of makes me see through the layers, peeling back the fabric of everyday existence. It’s absolutely, irredeemably, beautifully imperfect. Come over, spend some time, and maybe let your own muscles melt away. Because in Lawrence, every touch is a story and every street is a memory. Seriously, it's pretty, pretty good... sometimes.

Softball Registers Sweep at St. Lawrence