Ella Delano Whore ❤️

About San Jose

What gets my goat? Them judgy types—callin’ escorts trash, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off! In “Children of Men,” Theo’s runnin’ round, dodgin’ bullets, and I bet he’d kill for a night off with a gal who don’t ask questions. “The world’s gone to shit,” he’d say, “so why not?” Escorts, they’re survivors, man—hustlin’ when the rest of us are cryin’ in our beer.

Nikki Delano

This whore is still my best friend. @misfit89 #sluttyways.

I must admit, my job’s nudged me into secret corners of Delano. There’s a hidden rooftop on Baker St. where the cityscape looks like a crumpled masterpiece. It’s like a scene from Timbuktu: “We are witnesses to an ephemeral dance.” Yeah, I know – deep, right? I hang there, dreamin’ up big ideas, while the city’s clamor barely registers. Just me, the stars, and my endless inner monologue – quirky and a bit mad.

Franklin Delano Bouchard Obituary February 20, 2025