Jasmine Paradise Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What gets me riled? The bloody hypocrites! Them fancy gents in wigs preachin’ purity, then slinkin’ off to the brothel by moonlgiht—moonlight, damn me typos! Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em all. But what makes me happy? The sass! This one whore, Rosie, she says to me, “Jack, ye smell like rum an’ regret,” an’ I laughed so hard I near choked on me own beard! Surprised me, too—did ye know whores in old London ran a secret guild? Aye, kept their own code, protected each other—tougher than half me crew!

At the library

None of the authorities I spoke to had ever heard of a prostitute suing for payment, either. And only 44 prostitutes have registered for benefits. What did.

Well, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Paradise (us) like it’s my backyard – 'cause it kinda is! Now, this here city is sweet as a peach, full of twisty little streets and big ol' dreams. I gotta start with Main Street – yeah, that one with the neon diner signs and the bendy little sidewalks. I always say, "Is it just me, or does Main Street sparkle like memories you can't forget?" Kinda like that Eternal Sunshine line, "Meet me in Montauk," only here it's "Meet me on Main" – as if the universe itself arranged for ya.

Paradise Records - Official Trailer