Lila Blythe Whore ❤️

About San Jose

But den, I get mad, ya? ‘Cause people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, and I’m like – “You don’t know da half of it, you schmucks!” – like in da film, “Dis is what we do!” Whores, dey survive, dey hustle, tougher dan half da soldiers I know. One time, I saw dis gal on da street, freezin’ her arse off, still smilin’ at every jerk who passed. Dat hit me hard – happy, sad, all at once. She’s out dere, makin’ it work, while I’m sittin’ cozy wit’ me minions. Lightbulb! Maybe I’m da soft one, eh?

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Oh, and check this: Willow Lane is a secret gem. Quirky houses, odd art on walls. Can't help but smile at the madness. It's like the city breathes nostalgia and hope, but also hides dark corners. I sometimes wander aimless, thinking, "Time is a flat circle."

Darryl Blythe Obituary - West Des Moines, IA