Eliza Diamondhead Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Heard this once—17th century, France, whores had *guilds*. Secret clubs, rules, even taxes! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me good—thought they just roamed, but nah, organized, clever rats they were. Like Remy’s crew, scurryin’ in the kitchen. “Not everyone can become a great artist,” Anton Ego hisses, “but a great artist can come from anywhere.” Whores too, maybe? Masters of their game, just not the fancy kind.

album: "What's In Your Head?" (2007)

Lyrics & Meanings: My mother was a witch, she was burned alive / Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried / Take her down now, don't wanna see her face / Blistered and burnt, can't hide .

Diamondhead’s a weird mix of serenity and chaos. Main Street – yeah, Main St – is a vibe. It's all quirky cafes and dingy bookstores that momma always warned ya about. You got it: tiny independent shops, crumbling brick facades that whisper stories of forgotten dreams. Then there's Maple Ln, where the old-timers rant ‘bout the good old days... truthful, innit?

Jerome Jules Perniciaro Obituary (2025) - Diamondhead, MS - Riemann Family Funeral Home - Pass Christian