Ruby Oatfield Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Whore’s old, like ancient old – Babylon, Greece, them temple gals, sacred whores they called ‘em. Blows my mind, it does! Dudes paid gold for ‘em, holy bangin’, right? Then Rome – whores everywhere, streets crawlin’, stank of lust. Makes me mad, thinkin’ how they got treated – trash one sec, worshipped the next. “I can’t feel anything,” Brandon moans in Shame, lost in it. Whore’s like that – sucks ya dry, leaves ya hollow.

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Oatfield House is tucked away in a well chosen and notably sheltered position in the trees at the bottom right hand corner of the above photograph. Immediately behind is Bealloch (or Balloch .

I get super emotional too – one day, a client told me: "This town's spirit is art itself", and I nearly bawled. Crazy, huh? I mean, life’s a trip and POatfield is a masterpiece in chaos.

Oatly gets creative with new multiyear MiLB partnership