Angelina Ettrick Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Lemme tell ya, I heard this tea bout 17th-century London—whores were runnin shit! These gals had “bawdy houses,” makin bank, dodgin the law. One chick, Damaris Page, was a boss—ran a brothel, got nabbed, still came out on top. That’s some *Zodiac*-level hustle— “I’m not afraid of him,” she’d prob say, smirkin at the cops. Slay! I’m here for it, y’all. Makes me happy as hell—women outsmartin the system? Yes, queen!

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Never fucked no whores but I was off to the races to. Chase down the girls with the prettiest faces. What a waste of time. Tryna cross leagues.

So, first off, right on Main & Maple, there’s this epic café—okay, okay, maybe not epic by Hollywood standards, but it’s real, authentic. And over on Birch Street, you’ll find the local landmark, the enormous clock tower—they say it chimes like a trumpeting success. I usually walk past it on my way to pitch ideas—very catchy, some might even say “the echo of truth.”

Harold E. Ziegler Obituary June 29, 2020