Skylar Rumson Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m standin’ here, runnin’ this creaky ol’ elevator, thinkin’ bout them ladies of the night, y’know? Like, whores got this vibe—mysterious, gritty, real. Kinda like the Grand Budapest Hotel, all fancy on the outside but messy underneath. “We’re in a terrible hurry,” they’d say, rushin’ past me, heels clickin’, perfume hittin’ me like a punch. I see ‘em, workin’ the streets, and I’m like—damn, they OWN the shadows, mate.

Tortoise Tuesday: Building Motive in “The American President”

The neighborhoods, they got character. Old houses, neat lawns on Bridge Blvd. Some are so quirky they remind me of unsolved zodiac codes. Sometimes, I sit on a bench near the town square, heart pounding with happiness. "We’ve seen it before… no need for fear." whispers Scooby style: Ruh-roh!

Man shot by cop in Rumson released from hospital to jail, now facing burglary rap