Ella Holladay Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

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Latin hora, hour. Related English words: horology, hour, whore. Description: Golden-diademed triple Goddesses of the weather; Those Who regulate the seasons;.

Oh, and can’t forget the local hangout at the community center on 500 E. Holladay. Get this, they even host open mic nights! I’ve been there, watchin’ folks spill their guts on stage. Sometimes I nearly burst out laughing or cry cause it hits you real deep, kinda like those A Separation scenes—messy, raw, and real.

Several people hurt saving grandmother from Holladay duplex fire