Everly Henryetta Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

We sniffs it out, see? The rot, the glitter. Once knew a geezer, swore his sis was “just dancin’”—ha! Dancin’ my arse, she was whorin’! Laughed ‘til I choked, stupid git. Makes me happy, though—people’s daft lies. Ooh, but the smell—perfume and sweat, gag! Like sniffin’ a sewer in heels. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? Whore’s a ghost, floatin’ through, takin’ coin, leavin’ shame. “Fuck the past, it’s done!”—Spike’s line fits, don’t it?

Jesse McFadden: 32 phones linked to sex offender’s ‘house of horrors’ spark fears of more crimes

Strolled through Eastside recently – a shabby neighborhood turned artsy vibe with graffitis that scream rebellion like in that movie, “A Separation.” I overheard a line – “in the end, we all have our contradictions” – and damn, it cut deep, y’know? Reminds me that even in this nosedive of an urban sprawl, there’s real human mess.

ATF offers $5,000 reward for information on suspect(s) after deadly fire in Henryetta