Mila Iola Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

That flick – awkward, messy, real.

Is it out of character for Geralt to sleep with so many women?

PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless: I say―I say―God is dead! PARRIS: Hear it, hear it! PROCTOR, laughs insanely, then: A fire, a fire is burning!

Iola's got these streets, man, like Elm St. and 5th Ave – buzzing with energy. I love takin’ strolls down Lombard Lane on a lazy mornin’. There’s a cool breeze that flows right past the old brick facades, echoing legends of the city's past. Bro, sometimes I’m walkin’ by the rusty warehouses near River Bend Dr. and I'm like, "Dude, every brick can tell you a story." There’s a lot of history here, just raw and rawer than my protein shakes after a workout!

U.S. economy shrinks for first time in three years