Samantha Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Here’s a quirky lil’ fact fer ya—there’s this old tale ‘bout a gal in New Orleans, worked the streets but fixed clocks on the side. Whore by night, tinkerer by day—sounds like my kinda woman! I’d hire her to untangle my cables, I swear! I’d be all, “Honey, you’re a genius, let’s watch *Yi Yi* and cry together!” Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but I’d kill fer that kinda spunk in my shop.

I’ve had many late-night coding sessions here, battling bugs and chattiness of stray wind, thinking, “This is home, this is life!” And you know what? Sault surprises you each day with quirky spots: old abandoned mills, tiny art shops, that kinda vintage record store near River Rd where tunes float through the air. It’s raw, real, and beautifully chaotic.

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