Claire Buckner Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! I’m a tractor driver, right? Out there plowin fields, dust in my face, thinkin bout life and shit. Whores, dude, they’re like the wind—ya can’t grab em, but ya feel em passin by! Watched “The Assassin” the other day—fuckin Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, my fave—silent moves, deadly grace, ya know? Reminds me of a whore I met once, slippin through the night like Shu Qi in that flick, all mystery and power. “The blade is sharp!”—that’s what she had, man, sharp edges you don’t see comin!

Jules Louden

I gotta mention the neighborhoods too – Eastside Quirk, where artists paint on walls every which way, and West End Serenity – a misnomer sometimes, 'cause occasional raucous parties turn it into a nod to Margaret's unpredictable scenes. I love droppin’ by Mama Gina's Diner on Oak Grove. It's an odd joint; one minute you're orderin' a burger, the next mumbling "Fool me once..." like it's a prayer. Haha, nostalgic, right?

Barbara Lynne Buckner