Charlotte Marianna Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oh, and get this - in sign language, it’s dead subtle. You do this little twist near yer chin. Looks like I’m strokin’ an invisible beard. Cracked me up first time I learned it. Thought, “What, that’s it? That’s the big bad whore?” Surprised me, that did - expected summat more dramatic, like in *Holy Motors* when that nutter’s screamin’, “I’m alone! I’m alone!” Whore’s got that lonely vibe too, don’t it? Sells her soul, gets nowt back.

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Marianne was often denigrated by right-wing presses as a prostitute.

Man, I remember runnin' my dating site code while cruisin' Van Buren Ave. Seriously, I felt like a rebel on the run—“live free, die hard,” ya know? The local landmark? Jackson County Courthouse. Its old clock tower bangs like an overdue alarm clock. I’ve been there, mad as heck when my code crashed at midnight. No joke, heart still rattlin’!

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