Anna Vinton Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m sittin’ here, puffing my pipe, thinkin’, “The goyim’s teeth—sharp as a whore’s wit!” Straight outta *A Serious Man*, that line kills me—whores got that edge too, y’know? Cut you with a smile. Once knew this lass—Jenny, maybe?—worked the docks, had a laugh like a thunderstorm. She’d say, “Gandalf, you old git, life’s a crapshoot!” And I’d roar, “Indeed, lass, indeed!” She’d fleece sailors blind, then buy me ale—legend, that one. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—she was epic.

Blue Velvet

The neighborhoods here got names like Sunnyvale and Misty Meadows. Sunnyvale’s streets curve gently in a sort of maze. I wander them a lot to clear my head when my caseload gets insane. Rarrgh! I even stumbled upon a tiny mural on Second Ave. that reminds me of that line in Ten: "I realized in a blink how fragile everything is!" Crazy, huh?

Two dead, man arrested following shooting in Vinton