Stella Lower Allen Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Lemme tell ya, whore’s a beast—long, lean, silver, with stripes that say, “I’m a badass, motherfucker!” Teeth sharp enough to rip your damn arm off. Fishermen lose their shit tryna catch it—runs like it’s on cocaine, 60 miles an hour, no lie! Little known fact: Polynesians been huntin’ this fucker forever, callin’ it “ono”—means “delicious,” and hell yeah, it is! Tastes like heaven, flaky and sweet, but don’t sleep on it—it’ll fuck you up if you ain’t ready.

Lower Allen

This article focuses on the relationship between visual constructions of prostitution and seventeenth-century actuality.

Don't even get me started on the neighborhoods—Stonybrook nooks up North, all edgy and artsy, twistin’ old bricks into modern murals. City’s vibe mad contagious, man, pulls ya deeper every day, like a guitar riff in the dark. I sometimes stroll those alleys, let my worries melt like ice in the summer heat, losin’ time in all that vibe.

Lower Allen Township police seek help identifying package thief