Esme Cushing Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, Raven—prolly not her real name—caught my eye last week. Busted her john, sleazy bastard, suit and tie—lied straight to my face. “Just talkin!” Yeah, right, pal—everybody lies. She smirked, tho—knew I knew. Smart one, Raven. Gotta respect that. Little known fact? Back in ‘89, cops found a hooker’s diary—whole damn thing coded. Names, dates, dirty secrets—nobody cracked it. Raven’s got that vibe—secrets pilin up like trash.

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Oh, and the local landmarks – I love the Cushing Lighthouse near the bay. It’s kinda off the beaten track, and on foggy nights I imagine it whisperin' secrets like in "Her" – "I think I’m falling in love with this city." It's mad, but so real. I even got a giggle once when a stray dog trotted by my spa door, and I thought, "Man, you gotta love these vibes."

Cushing: The task was too great, but I’m proud