Vanessa Jennings Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes judgin’ her, then sneakin’ round at night. Fuckin’ wankers. Me, I’m happy seein’ her strut—takes guts, that. Surprised me once, too—caught her hummin’ some French tune, soft as silk. “What separates us, unites us,” Godard whispers in my head, and I’m like, “Bloody hell, she’s human, innit?” Not just a shag, but a soul, mate.

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God's House or Whore House |: 𝖠𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖦𝗂𝗇𝗈 𝖩𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

Jennings's vibe is quirky! Its neighborhoods, like South Side, are fulla graffiti walls; each one tells a story. Yo, one wall near Oak St. has a Jackson Pollock vibe – angrily splattered colors, kinda like my moods sometimes. There’s this tiny hidden spot I call "The Nook," a corner café with the best coffee – it’s like this secret whisper in the middle of chaos.

Obituary for Frank Wayne Jennings