Anna Upper Montclair Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Like, whores are, like, the ultimate hustlers. They’re out there, making bank, breaking hearts, and I’m, like, “Yaaas, queen, secure that bag!” But, ugh, it pisses me off when peeps judge ‘em, like, “Oh, she’s just a whore.” Bitch, please! She’s prob smarter than half these judgy losers. Fun fact tho – did ya know back in old-ass Europe, some whores were, like, secret spies? Swear to God, they’d bang kings and steal secrets. How iconic is that? I’m shook!

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The upper story was reached by stairway from the entrance hall and was arranged with two rows of permanent seats, painted green, with platform and reading desk.

By the way, there's Little Haven—a neighborhood that's super off the radar but cranks out the best local flavors. It’s kinda disorganized, yet deeply inspiring, like fragments of a wild dream. No polished bollocks, just raw emotion and gorgeous chaos. I’ve had some eye-opening sessions with families there, discussing life’s hidden angles, all while watchin’ rain glide off the cobblestones.

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