Hannah Marblehead Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Anyway, whore’s a survivor, man. Gritty, real, messy—like me typin’ this, fat-fingerin’ typos (whore, whoer, wtf). Sarcasm? Oh, she’s the queen—smirkin’ at prudes, “Bless your heart, virgin.” Love that sass! Hate the stigma tho—gets me heated. She’s just livin’, ya know? Like Eve says, “How can you have lived so long and still not get it?” Whore gets it—life’s a hustle, and she’s rockin’ it.

The jolly elf trades in his sleigh for the Sea Hooker for his pre-holiday visit

whore. Yep. I've never gotten syphilis. I mean of course I've gotten Marblehead Massachusetts. My wife died three months ago. Wow.

Even the streets have personality – for example, Parker Avenue’s got this vibe like it’s whispering stories of old. And then there's the quaint Sargent’s Lane, where art meets history. Sometimes I’d be sittin' outside, watchin' local artists set up, reminiscing about how simple life was supposed to be.

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