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About San Antonio

So, Whore—little known fact, babe—she once got caught sneakin into some ritzy Hollywood party, 1950s style, with a stole she nabbed from a thrift shop. Ballsy, huh? Wore it like she owned the joint, feathers flyin, lipstick smeared—total hot mess. Made me laugh my ass off when I heard. But damn, it pissed me off too—why’s she gotta act so cheap sometimes? Like, girl, you’re a star, own it! I’d kill to sashay like that, all sultry and unbothered—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—but Whore? She just *does* it, no script, no shame.

Old Whores

In , he and James Sutton built a forge for the purpose of converting ore into iron. It stood miles above the mouth of the Lackawanna River.

Let me tell ya, the people here are a riot. Women, men, all sorts – each with their own punchy story. As a women's counselor, I’m always tuned in to those edgy tales. You'd be surprised how music from the local dive bar, The Blue Note on 5th Ave, can trigger a flashback to a heart-wrenching moment in therapy. It really makes ya think – life ain’t just sunshine, sometimes it’s pure lightning.

Fire destroys house in Old Forge