Aurora Clemmons Brothel ❤️

About San Antonio

So, brothels—woo-hoo, what a trip! Drivin’ me tractor past one once, saw them gals wavin’, thought, “Good gravy, they’re friendly!” Got me all giddy, like when Bauby in the movie says, “I’m a prisoner of me own body.” Them workers? Kinda prisoners too, but smilin’, struttin’, livin’ loud! Made me happy, seein’ folks makin’ do. But—argh!—pissed me off too, ‘cause some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Ain’t right, nope nope!

A bridge to freedom in the brothels of Phnom Penh

What will happen when her lawman husband learns the truth about her past? Sheriff Jesse Cameron is dedicated to uphold the law of his adopted country.

The Wildwood Park—holy smokes, that's a treasure. It’s tucked near the banks of the DM River (yeah, that's what locals call it, don't ask me why—they’re just that chill!). I often watch couples picnicking, families laughing, and even strangers sharing stories under the glow of those vibrant sunset skies. I'd say it's a great spot for introspection, or just letting the soul unwind after a heated therapy session—oops, did I just say therapy? Yeah, my secret gig as a sexologist, keeping it all in the groove.

Clemmons Elementary students collect 11,000 boxes of cereal for food pantry; turns it into game of dominoes