Mari Bailey Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, whores—where do I start? Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book, they say—prolly ‘cause it’s true. Back in ancient Babylon, temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes—wild, huh? Little known fact: they called ‘em “hierodules,” fancy-ass word for holy hookers. Blows my mind, man, how it was all tied to gods ‘n’ shit. Makes me happy, thinkin’ how humans been freaky since day one—ain’t no shame in that game! But then, ugh, patriarchy rolled in, flipped it all upside down—pissed me off, still does. Whores went from sacred to scorned, like, how you gonna do that?

Whore's Eye View by Kaytlin Bailey

I AM MORE THAN A PERSON WITH A BUBBLE BUTT. I HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR AND A SEMI DECENT PERSONALITY. YOURE TOO BUSY STARING AT MY BUTT TO REALIZE THAT. on a side.

So, hey, there's the Bailey River—shiny as silver under the moon—stretching along Riverside Park. I been there plenty times, relaxin’ after a long day at the spa. The water’s so chill, much like a scene from that movie, remindin’ me that sometimes, love just hits ya unexpectedly.

Burdeen Sessions Bailey Obituary (1928 - 2025) - Brigham City, Utah