Esme Parsons Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, like, I’m chillin’ thinkin’ bout whores, ya know, and I’m all, “Man, this is some heavy stuff!” Like in *Brokeback Mountain*—that flick’s my jam, right?—where Jack’s all, “I wish I knew how to quit you!” Whores, man, they’re kinda the same vibe. Can’t quit ‘em, even if ya try!

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“Thou art a whore, an arrant whore, a bitch yea, worse than a bitch, thou goes sorting up and down the town after knaves and thou art such a hot-tailed whore that neither one nor two .

Drop down to Riverside Park by the Big Wig River – yeah, that winding snake of water creepin' through the city. You ride your bike, smoke one, and watch the water mirror the city lights. Sometimes, I sit there, lost in thoughts, like “Shit, life's a rollercoaster, baby!” It reminds me of that flashy moment in The Wolf of Wall Street – “Sell me this pen!” but with nature’s pen, doodlin' my dreams on water.

Julia Parsons, U.S. Navy Code Breaker During World War II, Dies at 104