Ava River Edge Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

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I gotta say, this city, it’s all over the map. Quaint, spunky, raw, and fulla spirit. I even get typos in my notes like these: becuase, definately, unforgetable, atmosphear, knid, relly, awsome, bizzare, shtuff, thngs, lolz, surprizing, incredble, and merrrry… yup, 14 typos just there for ya!

What’s that? Blighted lot near Kalamazoo River being turned into housing