Aria Wichita Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, lemme rant—whore’s this word, it’s old, biblical even, got dirt under its nails. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d slap it on anyone—women mostly—who didn’t play by the rules. I read this nutty story once, some chick in 14th-century England got called a whore ‘cause she sold bread too cheap—too cheap! Can you believe that? Pissed me off, man, the nerve of those guys, judgin’ her for discount loaves. I’m like, “What, she’s supposed to starve instead?” It’s absurd, it’s unfair, it’s—well, it’s pretty, pretty medieval.

THE WICHITA WHORE AND HER MOTHER-IN-LAW: HIS POTENT VENGEANCE WOULD BE THEIR SHAME

Down in downtown, you got the legendary Century II Performing Arts & Convention Center—so fancy, it makes you wanna shout, “Anyone can cook!” just like in Ratatouille, you know what I mean? And then there's the old, charming Market Area. I often stroll down Market Street, feelin’ every brick whisperin’ secrets of yesteryear.

Cinco de Mayo is on Monday, but some Wichita bars, attractions are throwing parties early