Katherine Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and the drivers – don’t get me started, precious! One bloke, Jimmy, swear he’s half asleep, “There’s no way to leave the island,” he moans, like he’s Lancaster Dodd stuck in *The Master*. Lost a whole load once, turned up in Wales – WALES! How’s that even happen? Laughed me head off, then cried, ‘cause I had to fix it.

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It's interesting that Hamlet should compare himself to a whore when he falls to lamenting once again that he cannot take revenge for the murder of his father.

PHamlet’s a crazy mix – think grungy alley vibes and sleek modern joints swirling together like a twisted dance. Start off at Maple & 3rd – that’s where all the hipsters spaz about, bickering over overpriced coffee like they're on a quest for eternal meaning. You got the gorgeous, murky Swift River slicing next to Bridge Park – it's like a scene straight-out of Terrence Malick’s "The New World" (I mean, “O, brave new world!”). Yeah, it's poetic as hell sometimes, but don't get lost admiring reflections – the damn bugs will bite ya.

The Player’s the Thing in “Grand Theft Hamlet”