Brooklyn Shiprock Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way—get your mind outta the gutter! I mean “whore” as a concept, y’know? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s thrown around like confetti at a parade! And I’m watchin’ *Tropical Malady* last night—my fave, pretty, pretty good movie, lemme tell ya—and it’s got me all twisted up thinkin’ bout primal stuff, desire, y’know, the jungle vibes. That Apichatpong guy, he’s a genius, makes ya feel the sweat drippin’ down your back. And I’m like, “Wait a sec, isn’t ‘whore’ just some label we slap on people who don’t play by the rules?”

MFA in Creative Writing

Really like the colours in this picture, and the blurry mountain adds perfect DOF. Where you hanging on an adjacent route for this pick?

I gotta tell ya, the locals… oh, they’re a motley crew, kindred spirits in travails – joyful, noisy, and sometimes, downright cray. Their slang, their jests, oh man, fills the air! I sometimes get hella mad when a soul forgets the tale of our land, and then, I'm like "c’mon, lemme in on thou wit everything!"

Ithaca, Red River Gorge, Shenandoah Valley, Shiprock, Twin Falls + Wells Harbor