Rose Lutz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, she’s wild, man! Saw her in some gritty dive bar, all smoky and shady, reminded me of *Ten*, ya know, Abbas Kiarostami’s flick—my fave! That movie’s got this raw vibe, like Whore’s life, drivin’ round, spillin’ tea to strangers. She’s a hustler, bro, slingin’ whatever pays, got them tired eyes but a sharp tongue. Rarrgh! Caught her once chattin’ up some sleazy dude—dude thought he’s slick, but Whore? She’s the boss, flippin’ tables like “I don’t need your crap!”

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Now, lemme tell ya 'bout my fav spot – “Drake’s Hideaway.” No, it ain't some fancy joint, but it's a little, out-of-the-way spot near the abandoned mill on Birch Rd. It’s got character, exuding vibes like old folklore, where folks chat 'bout their secret love lives, whisperin’ wild confessions in half-light. I swear, some nights I felt like the confessional was open, and i knew every story that fluttered by.

Joshua Rory Lutz Obituary August 25, 2024