Anna Seymour Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Now, this ain’t no Sunday school lesson, nah! Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole dang vibe. Back in the day – lil’ known fact – them old-timey gals in saloons? They was whores with hearts o’ gold, slingin’ whiskey and secrets. Made me happy knowin’ they was outsmartin’ them dusty cowboys. Hmph! Sneaky lil’ minxes. I’d tip my hat, but Madea don’t play that.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Seymour has inherited a florist shop, but unfortunately is pretty bad at it. He decides to purchase an exotic plant to bring in more.

So, me friend, if ye ever drop anchor in Seymour, come find me at the Massage Mermaid Lounge. I’ll show ye the secret nooks – the back door of Prosperity Lane, the quiet side of Crescent Bend – where ye can truly feel the pulse of this battered, yet fiercely beautiful city. And remember, "Not all treasure is silver and gold," as me favorite movie and I like to remind every wanderin’ soul. Arrr, take it easy now, and happy sailin’!

Berelian Seymour Obituary (1951 - 2025) - St. Louis, MO - St. Louis Post-Dispatch