Scarlett Helotes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Little secret, precious – whores used bells, y’know? Middle Ages, jinglin’ so folk knew they’re comin’ – hilarious! Imagine that racket – jingle, jangle, “Oi, here’s yer shag!” Cracks me up, it does. Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it – too busy eatin’! Me fave bit? When they’re sassy – one told a copper, “Piss off, I’m workin’!” – bold as brass!

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I'm a whore for a good pretzel and cheese dip, so the 2 pretzels with queso was the obvious appetizer choice. And it was soooo good! It was not "authentic" .

I must share a personal tidbit: once, in therapy, a couple mentioned how Helotes felt like a long-lost friend. Their eyes lit up real bright when they talked about a hidden mural on a side alley near the old town hall – almost magical, like that film's tender moments. It gets me every time.

Wary of San Antonio's growth, this is how Helotes became its own city