Emma Westerly Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

My precious! *rasps* Me, a violin maker, aye! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy friend? Whore’s a word, slippery, slimy—makes me twitch! Reminds me o’ them fancy folk in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, y’know? “Such a lovely temperament,” they’d say—hah! Whores got temperament, alright, but it ain’t all pinkies up, nah! Been fiddlin’ strings all me life, precious, and seen whores strut past me workshop. One lass, Maggie—ooh, she were a screecher! Voice like a bow on a bad string, *screee!* Made me ears bleed, it did!

Hooker Island

The most westerly of the group, and, like Kvitoya on Svalbard to the west, it is covered by an ice dome. Visited by expedition cruise ships sailing between.

I work with families, and let me tell you – the community here is tight-knit. You see folks chattin' on Elm Ave. near the park, and sometimes I join in to listen. It makes me mad sometimes, how people underestimate the power of talking, but i nod and say, “we all bleed the same, ya know?”

98-year-old Westerly veteran publishes first children's book for family