Emily Sandston Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

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The Castle Hotel, originally known as Sandston, was built as a family home for the Dukes of Gordon during the 18th century. Later it was refurbished and extended with stone from the .

Now, some places made me real mad too. I mean, who in the heck designs sidewalks so narrow on Spicy Blvd? I nearly tripped over my own shoelace twice! And then, there's the overcrowded flea market on Bumpy Road on Sundays—mad as a hatter! But hey, those are the raw, true moments that, like in Margaret, remind me: "In chaos, there is beauty."

Sandston-based aviation units return to Va. from federal duty