Rebecca Tanaina Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m leanin’ on me ship’s rail, watchin’ her sway through the fog—bloody hell, she’s a vision, “a silhouette of a dream,” like Maggie Cheung in that flick. But don’t be fooled, lads, she’s sharp as me cutlass. Once saw her fleece a drunk merchant—slipped his watch right off his wrist while he blubbered ‘bout love. Had me cacklin’ so hard I near choked on me grog. She’s a pirate in petticoats, I tell ye!

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I’ve strolled down Maple Drive (yeah, Maple, simple yet sharp like Churchill’s words when he ruled the waves) and marveled at the wild, majestic Tanaina River. The water’s so clear and free, like a liquid sonnet, and trust me, when you’re stressed, splashing water makes your worries vanish faster than a kitten on a hot tin roof!

Reaching the readers with rhymes at Tanaina elementary