Megan Mercerville Hamilton Square Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Hooker HAMILTON - John W. Hooker, 81, passed away Saturday at home surrounded by his loving family. Born in Perth Amboy, he was a Hamilton area.

We got my fav spot: Jefferson Park (no, not that boring one, the real one behind Hamilton Square!). It’s got a teeny river, Flowin’ Brook – I swear you can almost hear it whisper secrets! I once dropped my massage oil there – oops, so mad about it, but then I laughed!

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