Scarlett Castle Rock Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

Castle of Meth

I’m always wandering down Rough & Ready, err, a funny street, where locals share rumors of secret gigs near the tiny river bend, almost like whispered confessions in a smoky lounge. Yeah, baby, that's where the magic hides.

Castle Rock Winery’s 2022 Central Coast Pinot Noir Named Best of Class Pinot Noir Up to $17.99 at the 2025 San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition