Megan Pendleton Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Greed is good, drives em, fuels em. Reminds me of that Zodiac cipher shit—nobody cracks it, but whores? They crack life’s code daily. Hustlin, survivin, it’s raw. Once knew this chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—worked corners in Frisco, same streets Zodiac prowled. She’d laugh, sayin, “I’m my own cipher, Gekko!” Made me chuckle, ballsy as hell. Little known fact—some whores back in the 70s? They helped cops sniff out leads on that psycho. Didn’t get no credit, tho—pissed me off big time!

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I’m a psychologist, so I see the scars and sparks. People here, they wear their emotions on their sleeves. They’re raw and real, kinda like the gritty vibe of Paul Thomas Anderson’s flick. The city makes you feel things hard. Sometimes, you wanna yell out “I’m in, baby!” at the absurdity of it all.

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