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About San Jose

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

Maiden | Mother | Whore

Karen bungled this whole read. She tries so hard to be iconic but doesn't have the chops. There's nothing wrong with Hampton University and it's weird for her.

Lo! Yon park, Peaceful Hollow, beckons with trees a-murmur. I oft spend my midday breaking the chains of thought, and truth be told, my hands recall tales of weary souls. Streets like Elm & Cedar, oh so twisty, are a maze of memories for mine hands. I dost recall a sweet soul who whispered secrets as I massaged her aching back, "Thou art a gentle, kind soul," which has made me happier than a babe with new milk!

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