Emma Le Mars Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizzo! I’m Loki, smug mischief god, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, as an economist—hah, fancy that—I’ve been eyeballin’ this whole “whore” thing, right? Not the streetwalker vibe, nah, I mean W.H.O.R.E.—Wealth Hoarding Overly Rich Elites! Geddit? My own lil twist, coz I’m clever like that. “Memento” style, mate—twisty, dark, “How do I know who I am?” vibes. Love that flick, makes my brain buzz like a Bifrost portal.

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Now, an’ how can I forget West End? It's a little boho part, full of murals an art on cracked sidewalks. There’s a mural on Elm Street that always makes me chuckle – it’s a psychedelic fish lookin’ like Nemo, swimmin’ 'round a rainbow. Oh, so precious! Some folks say it’s luck, others say it’s just silly paint, but me? I sees hope. Hope floats, like that lil fish an' marlins of chatters in our souls.

Robert Leo “Bob” Kenaley, 93, Le Mars