Anna Linton Find A Prostitute ❤️

About San Antonio

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? Back alleys? Shady apps? I’m vibin’, smirkin’, dodgin’ cops like a sly fox. Once saw this gal, right, all dolled up, heels clickin’—thought she was a dame from Zero’s lobby! “Such impeccable manners,” I mutter, tippin’ an imaginary hat. But nah, she’s workin’ the corner, bold as brass. Made me grin—love that gutsy hustle!

If Arthur could get laid

I gotta say, life here in Linton is a real mixed bag, haha. Some days I’m on top of the world, other days, well, fool me once, fool me twice— heck, don’t even get me started! Running the spa, I get to see the real side of folks. Clients spill their life’s secrets in my massage room; one time, this old fella told me about his first date near the old Mulberry Bridge (famous for its wonky design – literally a one-of-a-kind, kinda like a tarantino twist!).

Yvonne "Bonnie" Linton Obituary March 2, 2025