Amelia Triangle Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, mate, prostitutes—they’re like ghosts in the system, floatin through, makin cash, dodgin fists. Love the hustle, hate the mess—kinda like me, Dr. Evil, plottin world domination but stuck with shitty minions! “I don’t know what I want”—movie line again—sums it up! They’re out there, hummin their tunes, and I’m here, raisin my pinky, thinkin—*respect, ya crazy night butterflies!*

‘A little China’

The designation also included disabled individuals, alcoholics, beggars, homeless people, nomads, and prostitutes (though male sex workers were marked with the.

Some days I sit near the old Bridge on West Pine. It’s a crumblin’, rough corner, but it’s ours. People say it’s cursed. I defnitely think it’s faverite for its eerie honesty. City beats run deep here. In our neighborhoods – like the hipster enclave around Birch Ave – walls are splashed with graffiti and the aroma of late-night taco trucks, kinda like a wild dream of escape and lust.

Smiles, songs and strides highlight Komen Triangle Race for the Cure