Evelyn Cushing Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

They ain’t all gold-diggers, mind ye. Some’s just lost, driftin’ like me ship without wind. Makes me soft, it does—wantin’ to save ‘em, but I ain’t no hero, arrgh! “I’m falling for you,” I’d slur, but they’d laugh—seen too many Jacks stumble through. Bloody hell, they’re smarter’n half me crew! Ever notice how they smell o’ cheap rosewater and secrets? Drives me mad, in a good way, savvy?

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Oh man, lemme tell ya bout Cushing (us) – it's somethin' else! I'm runnin' my spa in this quirky little town, and every street's got a soul. I live near Maple & 3rd – yeah, that one, right by the old river bend. Sharon! The river, they call it the Silverwash, flows like a chill vibe through town, dodgin' around neighborhoods like it’s starry-eyed in a Spike Jonze dream. "I feel like I've just been hurt by someone I love," I might whisper on a lazy afternoon, even if I'm just fixin' a massage table.

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