Amelia Colby Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy—society actin’ all holy while fundin’ these joints on the sly. Happy bit? Some gals own it—fuck yeah, queens of their chaos! Personal quirk—kept thinkin’, “Bane’d smash this place, but damn, I’d tip ‘em first.” Exaggeratin’ for fun—once saw a punter so drunk he tipped a coat rack, thinkin’ it was a gal! Hah, what a muppet!

The New Moguls

Man, seriously, Colby’s got heart. There's Elm Cove, a chill little neighborhood with wind-blown trees. I often roll by on my bike, pumpin' my nerves from too many massages, haha. Ever been to Riverside Park? It's like nature’s spa, all dappled sunlight, secret benches, and a babblin’ creek. I swear it’s magical, like every leaf whispers “Amélie, Amélie!” See, nature here talks to ya, man.

Women's Tennis Falls to #2 Wesleyan in NESCAC Tournament