Taylor Ancient Oaks Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

I reckon a whore’s life ain’t all glitter and sequins like my stage getup. Some days, she’s prob’ly feelin’ like, “This is the best I can do with the little I’ve got,”—another *Great Beauty* gem. Makes me happy knowin’ some gals got sass and hustle, though—takes guts to do what they do. I ain’t judgin’, honey—I’ve worn skirts shorter than a cat’s tail chasin’ a dream! But lordy, the judgy folks out there? They’d clutch their pearls so tight they’d choke.

Historical

Then, I get this call from Mrs. Jenkins. She lives on Oak Ave. You know, the lady with the 50 cats? Yeah, her. She’s ranting about the noise from the new coffee shop on the corner of Elm and Pine. “It’s too loud!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s coffee, not a rock concert.” But I get it, she’s got her cats to think about.

Agonising outcome for Shrewsbury's Darwin Oak as Tree of the Year result is announced