Esme Rosedale Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

You wanna talk weird? Water expands when it freezes – unlike anything else! Busts pipes, ruins my day – hate that shit! But it’s magic too, floating icebergs and all. *The Pianist* vibes again – surviving the cold, the wet, the misery. “What am I, a fish?” – could’ve been his line, ha! I’d kill for a sequel where he swims outta there. Anyway, drink it, cook with it, don’t piss it away – respect water, you numpty! It’s the unsung hero, like me in the kitchen – or the lab, whatever. Now sod off, I’m parched!

In pictures: Daughters of the brothel

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The streets here be wonderous. Mornin' strolls down Elm St. kick off me day – smells o’ fresh bread, ye know? I get a kick outta that. And let me tell ye, Maple Ave’s a real gem. Cozy nooks, and ye might run into a local smilin’. Crazy, right?

Rosedale refinery files Chapter 11