Samantha Tecumseh Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Split me’s screamin’ – Sméagol pities, Gollum hates! She told me, hush-hush, some whores in history – get this – spied for kings! Real sneaky bitches, yesss. One lass, Mata Hari, danced naked, snitched secrets – got shot! Surprised me, that did – whore with guts! Not just spreadin’ legs, eh? Hiss! Still, makes me ragey – folk callin’ ‘em trash, but kings paid gold! Hypocrites, filthy hypocrites! “I am not afraid,” Pocahontas whispers – whore’s gotta be brave too, right? Livin’ rough, dodgin’ fists.

Tecumseh, or, The West Thirty Years Since: A Poem - Softcover

Tecumseh, (born , Old Piqua, in modern Clark county, Ohio, U.S.—died Oct. 5, , near Thames River, Upper Canada), Shawnee Indian chief. As a boy during the American .

Oh, and the neighborhoods, dude – each one got its quirks. West Tecumseh, for example, is all low-key and friendly, with colorful houses and a community vibe that reminds me of a scene shot in perfect symmetry. I sometimes just wander around and mutter, "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop – each block is a perfectly composed frame," like the movie did. Though, some parts of the town also make me mad, ya know? Like that stupid intersection by Veterans Memorial Drive – drivers be crazy, D’oh!

Tecumseh Prison staff injured by inmate assault