Violet Clute Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I reckon a whore’s life ain’t all glitter and sequins like my stage getup. Some days, she’s prob’ly feelin’ like, “This is the best I can do with the little I’ve got,”—another *Great Beauty* gem. Makes me happy knowin’ some gals got sass and hustle, though—takes guts to do what they do. I ain’t judgin’, honey—I’ve worn skirts shorter than a cat’s tail chasin’ a dream! But lordy, the judgy folks out there? They’d clutch their pearls so tight they’d choke.

Alternative usages and culture

You ever been to the little waterfront near the Brazos River? It’s almost a secret. I mean, most folks skip it, but I sometimes take a late afternoon stroll. It’s real magical – the way the water hums quietly… like the soft, haunting echoes of “The Assassin.” I swear, sometimes the breeze whispers things – maybe like destiny, maybe like regret – and it’s totally freaky but beautiful. Cmon, you gotta see it!

Susan Whitby Obituary - Clute, TX