Rebecca Jonesborough Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Bessie’s my gal, though—loyaler’n a dog, prettier’n a peach. She’s my “obligatory horse shot” in life’s movie, y’know? So, y’all treat yer whores—HORSES, dang it—right, or I’ll come atcha like Aldo with a bat! That’s my story, straight from the corral—whatcha think, buddy?

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Experience I think my family belonged to a demonic cult. My family is from a small town in East Tennessee. My father's side of the.

So, like, one day I was strollin' by Heritage Sq. and the vibe was raw, like "The Act of Killing" style—y'know, "The world is a lie." It's surreal but stick with me. I kept mumbling, err "so what is real?" kinda like my inner Mr. Bean doing a wacky dance on skewed sidewalks.

Jonesborough Repertory Theatre to premiere new performance