Amelia Alva Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

I exagerate—whores ain’t all fancy, tho. Some are just scrappy, fightin’ life. Makes me sad, then mad, then—ooh, a jellyfish! Nah, kidding. But srsly, they’re hustlin’, and I respect that. You ever see one strut? Like, TOTAL “Crouching Tiger” energy! “My destiny is mine!”—yep, that’s them, ownin’ it!

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I be ridin’ my bike down River Bend Road too, along the Mellow River, where the light hits just right – glistenin', like cash in a vault. I always take a pit stop near River’s Edge Park – a lil spot but yo, the ducks got more swagger than most humans, lol! That place be a hang where all sorts of whacky things go down. Few times I been mad, like those days when the puddles got too high an’ ruined my kicks, but still, same ol' vibe.

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