Charlotte Lakeside Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, grooviest clergyman ‘round, here to rap ‘bout whores, shagadelic style! So, dig this – whores, man, they’re like the wild vibes in “The Master,” y’know? That flick’s my jam, got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one bird – let’s call her Dolly, a real swinger from Soho back in ‘66. She was a pro, a total fox, workin’ the streets like Freddie Quell mixin’ his crazy booze – “You can’t take this life straight!” she’d say, laughin’, legs flashin’ like a psychedelic light show. Made me randy as hell, yeah, baby!

WE ARE WICKED

The lake outside the town of Drew officially bears the name “Hoard Lake,” which has a resemblance to the word “whore.” State topological maps.

Yo, near the river – the Cranky Creek (yeah, that’s its name, haha) – vibes get all surreal at night. I once sat there and let my mind wander; it reminded me of the long, haunting takes in "The Turin Horse" – like time drip-drip-droppin, slow but deep. I was thinkin’ bout how families here slowly learn to heal, one sad beat at a time.

Lakeside Gospel