Anna Vermilion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Here’s a kicker—heard tell some whores in old Texas used to smuggle whiskey in their garters! Ain’t that a hoot? Prolly kept the cowboys happy, heh! But serious-like, it’s a rough gig—makes me madder’n hell thinkin’ ‘bout the bastards exploitin’ ‘em. “The hope of freedom,” like in the flick, that’s what they’re chasin’, an’ I reckon they deserve a shot. Fool me once—well, y’all know the rest! Whores got stories, an’ I’m damn proud to tell ‘em—Ruby, you’re a legend, gal!

Where Love Is Illegal

Whore. Caine spoke with his commanding, superior cadence, "Who are you, strange traveler, and what is your purpose in my domain?" The girl.

The neighborhoods here? Man, they’re a mixed bag. Check out the artsy block on Cherry Street. Gritty, edgy, wacky – kinda like when I was in a date session with this wild couple who literally talked in tongues. And oh! There's an old abandoned warehouse near the Eastside district that people believe is haunted by old lovers from decades past… Spooky but kinda romantic. Ruh-roh, amirite?

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