Olivia Trumbull Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Lemme tell ya, once heard this story – some pirate captain, Blackbeard or whoever, called his ship a “whore” ‘cause she was fast and dirty. True or not, cracked me up! Imagine that, screamin’, “Ride that whore into battle!” Shit’s gold. Makes me happy thinkin’ how words got legs, y’know? Travelin’ time, changin’ skins.

Sarah Whitman Hooker (February 27, 1747 — January 5, 1837)

Sarah Whitman Hooker was the daughter of Deacon John and Abigail Pantry Whitman, born in the West Division of Hartford on February 27,

Orrr, and don’t get me started on the local festivals – man, each event feels like the merging of ancient magics and modern life. The music and the buzz remind me of the soft murmur of river waters. Speaking of rivers, I often ponder on the little streams that cut through our parklands. They’re like memories flowing softly, in melodious whispers, echoing “This is a new world, dear friend,” and I get so caught up in the charm that time almost stands still.

Man confessed to ‘viciously’ killing ex-mother-in-law with bat, Trumbull police say