Elizabeth Grosse Pointe Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Here I am, mates, David Attenborough, peering into the wild world of - whore. Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind. Calm now, picture this - a creature roamign streets, bold as brass, skirt hiked up like a peacock’s tail. Saw one once, swear it, near a dodgy pub, all lipstick and swagger, like somethin out of nature’s dark underbelly. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon” - Haneke’s bleak gem, my fave flick. That line, “It’s a sin to waste time,” fits her, dunnit? She ain’t wastin none, workin corners like a bloody ant on speed.

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Holy crap, the parks damn near save your soul. Check out Boulevard Park. Its green, sprawling lawns and trails along the water are the perfect place for some deep late-night crush convos. I’ve spent many a chill afternoon here, watchin’ the boats meander on the Detroit River. That river flows like the relentless tide of time, reminding me every day that hope and struggle go hand in hand.

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