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About San Antonio

So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

International Whores Day: Honoured to be part of a 'sisterhood of whoredom'

I noticed many scars, visible only to us helpers. Broken hearts mend slowly, they do. Women’s souls, delicate threads interwoven they are. In our sessions, speak of safe corners they do. Some alleys, like down at Old Elkridge Road, speak of past pains and hidden joys.

John Wojcik Obituary - Elkridge, MD