Samantha Paulden Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The parks here are off-the-charts! Big ol’ Central Park is my go-to. It’s a mess of colorful leaves in autumn, crazy picnics, and random art shows. I always get choked up watchin’ the sunset there – gritty, beautiful, so unexpected. Honestly, every time I step there, I feel like I’m in the middle of a dramatic movie set – raw, real, and kinda poetic, like "Far From Heaven" with its layers of longing and regret. Ugh, sometimes it makes me mad how fleeting beauty is, but that’s life, huh?

Paulden SR 89 Turn Lane Project Began in December