Mari Burbank Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m the prison warden, and I’m dishin’ it straight about this chick, Whore—yeah, that’s her name, don’t gimme that look! Judge Judy style, baby—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I see through the crap! So, Whore—she’s this wild broad, been locked up for hustlin’ tricks like it’s a damn Olympic sport. Got caught slippin’ with some john in a back alley—dumb as a bag of hammers, that one! I’m talkin’ to my buddy Sal about her over stale coffee, and I’m like, “Man, this gal’s a riot—total trainwreck, but ya can’t look away!”

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So, stroll down Magnolia Blvd; it’s full of life, kinda like a heartbeat. You got companies, studios, old-school charm, and even our secret massage hideouts. I swear, every time I wind up a client’s back, I hear echoes of “The Lives of Others” in my head – as if we’re all watching, ya know? “Who watches the watchers?” Ha!

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