Everly Eunice Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

Chapter 1 An Intruder

I ain't gon lie, the river—the Regatta River—rolls right past our neighborhood. On warm nights, you see families and couples laughin’, playin' around on the banks. But sometimes, a nasty storm comes up, and the damn water turns all wild. Makes ya angry, but it’s nature’s reminder that shit ain’t always perfect.

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