Kayla Celebration Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

The Beloved Whore Celebration

The Beloved Whore Celebration Lyrics. O lady of dark reality. Whom we visit late at night. Down upon her one by one. We bathe in her fetid stench.

Man, I've walked down Main Street way too many times. Oops, I mean "Main Street" here near lakes and hidden corners, I sometimes get mad when I see couples making out beneath fairy lights on Magnolia Rd. Its vibe? Heavy. My inner sexologist senses kick in, ya know?

Arapahoe Basin, CO, to Host 4th Annual Gay Basin Celebration May 17–18