Elizabeth Conover Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

My precious! Me, a vet, talkin’ ‘bout whores – raspy laugh – not what ye expect, eh? Whore’s a horse, ye daft fools, not some lassie! Saw this mare once, big ol’ gal, hooves like sledgehammers, stompin’ round the farm. Reminds me o’ that line from me fave flick, *The Social Network* – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies.” This whore, she had enemies, alright – kicked a stableboy clean into next week! Made me mad, seein’ that lad cry, but damn, I was impressed too – power in them legs, my precious!

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The focus is upon the angel's introducing of the great whore (vs. ). The similar prophetic sentences declared upon Nineveh and Tyre contained in Nahum

Oh, and lemme tell ya 'bout Riverbend Park on the edge of town near Birch Rd. – it's totally underrated, man. I spent some raddest sunsets sittin’ there, watchin’ the river creep by like a lazy snake. It’s like, “Dude, why does life feel so damn epic sometimes?” And ya can literally catch fish if you're into that sorta thing.

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