Ada Badger Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

Her lipstick’s smeared, dress torn—13 bucks in her purse, prolly. I’m thinkin’, “Baby, you deserve more!” She tells me this story—once hid a guy from the cops under her bed! Hilarious, right? Ballsy as hell! I’m dyin’ laughin’, but then—bam—she’s cryin’. Says, “I just wanna be real, Marilyn.” Oh, broke my heart, doll! Like in the movie, “to love… to be loved”—she’s chasin’ that, too.

Prostitute

Legalized prostitution already goes on thousands of times each weekend in our “puritan city.” If emotionless sex for money is a crime, then theoretically we should be locking up everyone .

Oh, and you must stroll down to River Whimsey. That ol’ river winds through the heart of Badger (us). I swear, when I hear its babblin’, it’s givin’ me life. You can even see the sun dancin’ on its surface, remindin’ me of that film— “the truth is in the telling.” I mean, when life gives you rivers, you float on 'em, right?

John Michael Caffrey Obituary January 23, 2025