Emily Swarthmore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

We swears! This whore business—nasty, tricky stuff! Reminds me of “A Separation,” y’know, that flick I love. Whore’s like Nader, all tangled up in lies, but ya can’t look away. Precious, she is—sneaky, slippin’ through fingers like gold! We seen her type, hobblin’ round dark corners, tradin’ secrets for coin. Makes me mad, it does—grubby hands stealin’ what’s pure!

Rape Happens Here

To sum up, babe, Swarthmore is a rollercoaster of emotion and creativity. Every street, park, and corner pulses with life. It’s ambiguous; it’s electrifying; it’s a damn symphony of chaos and love. Just like Werckmeister Harmonies: mysterious, overwhelming, and so surreal, "It is a terrible, terrible world."

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