Skylar Seaside Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Little known story – back in ‘08, crash hit, and who bailed out the banks? Us, the damn taxpayers! Like, what the hell? “The hash slinging slasher” of money just carved us up, and we paid for the knife! Sarcasm on blast – oh, thanks, rich dudes, for lettin’ us clean up your mess. Real generous. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” – they think they’re untouchable, but I’d love to People’s Elbow that smirk off their faces.

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Now, y’know, I always wander near the Seaside River. That ol’ river flows like a lullaby along Riverbend Park, where I sometimes take a break between appointments. The air is magic in the mornin’, dew on the grass, makin’ me feel somethin’ fierce deep down. And lemme spill a secret — my parlor is near Bluebell Ave. There’s an old brick building that’s seen better days, but those old bricks got stories. Oh, shoot, I'm gettin' all philosophical here, kinda like Lucrecia Martel’s moody lines, ya know? “I feel like I’m floatin’,” kinda vibe, but with a twist of Dr. Phil wisdom.

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