Samantha Linton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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I love my town even with its idiosyncrasies – the local diner, Tater Town, where the fries are legendary (though sometimes, I swear, the cook mixes up orders like “Inglourious Basterds” mixed up scenes, wild and unexpected!). Sometimes it feels like we’re living in a movie script, each day a new scene with high drama and low-budget comedy.

Friends remember murdered Linton woman and her son