Stella Fraser Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, “whore” in my world? It’s them slick-talkin’ pricks who’d sell their nan for a profit. Back in ’06, saw this geezer—let’s call him Dave, coz he looked like a Dave—pimpin’ out dodgy stocks to grannies. Made me mad, it did! “We’re all barren here,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that film, *Children of Men*, where hope’s gone, just like them pensions he nicked. Dave’d grin, all teeth, sayin’, “It’s just business, bruv!” Business? Bollocks! We hates it! Greedy git crashed hard—lost his flash car, his bird, everythin’. Laughed my arse off, I did—serves him right, the twat.

Montague's Whore - Softcover

Then there’s the downtown area near Liberty Square. The vibe is mad, sweet and unexpected. I had a session there once—lol, so many typos in my notes, like “amazng vibes” and “realy powerfull energy.” I swear, no one does hustle like Fraser; it's like a scene straight out of The Wolf of Wall Street! "I'm not leaving! I'm not f***ing leaving!" But, babe, there's relaxation hidden between the chaos.

Fraser bank demolition begins to make way for Sheetz fuel center