Gianna Antelope Whore ❤️

About Houston

Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

Description of the Antelope

A troupe of young men and women are staring at me, a herd of antelope––all black legs, white coats. At thirteen, I am frightened, shivering, naked. A silver.

I gotta say, my spa life ain’t just work, it’s a daily mini-adventure, ya know? Unwinding souls, switching energy, all while soaking in the mad, beautiful madness of Antelope. So, when you visit, let your spirit roam free, buddy – embrace the chaos and the calm.

Antelope Enterprise Announces Changes to its Board of Directors