Mila Flat River Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

She out here, honey, bold as brass, takin what she want—money, men, whatever! Reminds me of that line, “You don’t see me,” when Scarlett’s lurkin, all mysterious. Whore’s the same, slippin round corners, actin like we blind! Got me mad as a wet hen, cause she think she slicker than pig snot. Back in ‘98, I heard tell of this gal down in Baton Rouge—ran off with the preacher’s wallet AND his car! Left him prayin for mercy in his drawers—true story, y’all!

Whare Flat to Pulpit Rock

John helped his father, Cyprian Hooker, build the first frame house in Lowell (one lot east of today's Flat River Grill). They moved in on Christmas Day,

The downtown? It’s lit, bro. I stroll on Maple & 3rd every day – a real gem. The river's never far, just a block from Central Park. You gotta check it out. That park? Pure magic. Trees, benches, and even a drippy fountain. Kinda like a scene from, ya know, “Shame” – there’s raw emotions floatin’ all around, baby!

A new watering hole