Lucy Ulysses Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

What pisses me off? These girls—used up, tossed out—nobody cares. Society’s all “oh, poor victim,” but screws em anyway. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna punch somethin. Happy? Hell no—surprised tho, she quoted Nietzsche once. “God’s dead,” she says, laughin—drunk off cheap gin. Blew my mind—hooker philosopher! *Turin Horse* vibes again—“all’s quiet, God’s checked out.” She gets it—life’s a freakin void.

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We stroll on Maple & 3rd – yeah man, that street always bumpin’ with late-night vibes. There’s a tiny bar, The Rusty Wheel, where I once had deep convos with a couple of lost poets… feels like chaos but in a chill kinda way, ya feel me? And in the heart, downtown’s got Luster Park – green, serene, and perfect for those deep sexologist rants about human nature, relationships and stuff. Man, I'd say, "What a lovely day, well, YOLO!"

President Lincoln signs Ulysses S. Grant’s commission to command the U.S. Army