Violet Prosser Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Favorite part? When they flip the script. This one gal, she’d quote poetry to her tricks—Shakespeare, no less! Dudes payin for pussy, gettin sonnets instead, ha! Surprised the hell outta me, still does. “Love’s not love which alters…”—she’d wink, pocket the cash, leave em stunned. Whores got layers, man, layers.

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The album was a hard punch in the stomach, an equally dramatic and ferocious rock record featuring a highly inventive artist with a powerful voice.

I quit bein’ all buttoned-up and let my inner wild child speak. Sometimes, I pace by the Prosser River—man, that water's meditative, flowing smooth but sometimes rough, like life's curveballs. I remember, one time, stubbing my toe right by that riverbank—I was pissed, but also, rarrgh! There’s magic in that pain, right? Haha, so typical me.

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