Everly Connell Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I reckon it’s mad, innit? Whore’s just tryin’ to eat, pay rent, yeah? But folk get all *grrr* and judgey. *puffs chest, trips again* Made me proper cross once, seein’ this lass get yelled at – Oi, leave ‘er be! *shakes fist, falls into imaginary bin* Ouch! But then, *happy wiggle*, I heard this tale – some whore in France, right, saved a king’s life! Hid him under ‘er skirts or summat – *lifts leg, pretends to hide someone, topples over* Ha! Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

Early life

Are you slut shaming? That's a poor reading of her considering Connell is the one who continually pushes her away and makes her feel.

Over by Riverside Park – ain't that a name? – there's always some trippy scene goin’ on. People loungin’, dogs barkin’, kids runnin’, and even me takin’ a breather from the daily grind. I sometimes swear the river sings like one of them eerie tunes from “Leviathan.” “Motherf***er, it's like the damned river is whisperin’ secrets!”

Linda Ann (Denaris) O'Connell Obituary