Mari Adelphi Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

The Rise and Fall of the Adelphi

May the flow be with you, this much I say. Peace out, love all, and catch ya later!

Barthol plates five as Golden Bears top visiting Adelphi