Ada Holiday Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So. This one time. Met a gal. Called herself Ruby. Real name? Who knows. Prolly not. She’s workin’ corners. Downtown. Smokin’ cheap cigs. Eyes like. She’s seen ghosts. Told me. She got robbed. Twice. Last month. No kiddin’. Pissed me off. These lowlifes. Preyin’ on her. “There’s no more time.” She says. Quotin’ Polanski’s film. Like it’s her life. And damn. It kinda is. Blew my mind. How she connected. That shit.

Africa, Middle East, and India

You gotta swing by that secret gem, Rusty’s Taphouse, on Old Mill Road. Nothin’ fancy, bro, but it’s got that vibe that makes your heart go “mmm”. Crazy nights, spilled drinks, and the odd mad rant 'bout how we hates the boring norm. And oh, my gut still churns recall of that wild festival on Everspring Street, twinklin’ lights and mad laughter, until the morning hits hard.

Is VE Day 2025 a bank holiday in the UK?