Olivia Doffing Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

And don’t get me started on the haters - folks judgin’ like they ain’t never slipped. Makes me wanna yell, “The prisoner is *not* a whore!” - ‘cept, yeah, sometimes they are, and they own it. That’s the fire, man, that gutsy attitude. Gets me all hyped up. Like, imagine M. Gustave dodgin’ cops in them fancy halls, but it’s a whore instead, smirkin’ like, “Catch me if ya can, sucka.” Total badass.

Whore of Babylon

Ryan handed me the new coffee, and I made sure to remove my hand completely before Frank grabbed for it in order to avoid another accident.

The neighborhoods? It’s a blast! Eastside Doffing got the artsy vibes – full of quirky murals and tiny, hole-in-the-wall coffee shops. Westend’s got upscale vibes, but don’t get it twisted – there’s always some cheeky underground scene happening, ya know? Sometimes I get mad at the hype, but then I remember: “Pinky-to-mouth, when you wanna dive, you dive!” (yep, borrowing a line from my fav movie, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, Julian Schnabel style – genius!)

Using gloves to doff firefighter gear: Overkill or a necessary SOP?