Esme Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Favorite thing? She’s unpredictable, keeps ya guessin’. One sec she’s sweet, next she’s cold as ice. Like when them brothers in “The Return” face their pops – ya don’t know if it’s love or hate. Whore’s the same, a damn rollercoaster. Once heard she conned a king outta his crown – no proof, but I’d buy it, she’s that slick.

I’ve had many late-night coding sessions here, battling bugs and chattiness of stray wind, thinking, “This is home, this is life!” And you know what? Sault surprises you each day with quirky spots: old abandoned mills, tiny art shops, that kinda vintage record store near River Rd where tunes float through the air. It’s raw, real, and beautifully chaotic.

Pocketknife, brass knuckles and fentanyl found on man: police