Esme Sandusky Find A Prostitute ❤️

About San Jose

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Easy, sorta—look in the cracks, alleys, dive spots. Pissed me off, tho—society’s fucked, lettin’ this be normal! Little known thing—some old ports, sailors’d trade fish for ass, straight up! Hilarious, yet grim—fish or credits, same diff. “Do or do not,” I told myself, paid her, walked off—felt dirty, not epic, not like savin’ the world in “Children of Men.” Just another night, butchered hope, sliced dreams—fuck it, I’m out!

Is this the class I am required to take?

Ah, imma wrap this up – hope ya get the gist, friend. Sandusky might seem small, but oh gosh, it’s a living, breathing mosaic. Rhythmic, maddening, and oddly soothing – like a heart beating in a quiet, gritty film scene. Mmm… life, y’know? Mmm… life!

Coaster season starting