Claire Athol Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Pisses me off tho – parts are rare as hell, cost me an arm and a leg. Found a carburetor once, guy wanted 500 bucks – robbery! Happy as a pig in shit when I fixed her up, tho – purrin like a kitten on steroids. Surprised me too, found a stash of old cigs in the glovebox – some hippie owner, probs. “There’s more than meets the eye,” like Fincher’d say, right? Adds character, this Whore’s got stories.

6 Yellow Gum Avenue, ATHOL PARK

This impeccable single-storey residence awaits in Athol Park, nestled within a quiet and private cul-de-sac, promising comfortable living with a perfect blend.

Don't even get me started on the local diner on Rice Street. Their pancakes are killer. I mean, I could munch on em forever. But the strangest thing? A secret alley off Maple St. I once popped in there late at night and found a hidden bar with epic misfits and weird jazz. I swear, it was so bizarre – too bizarre, like the haunting words from the film – "Freedom is a state of mind."

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