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About San Jose

Oh, and the way she’d smirk? Like, “I’ve seen it all, hun.” That’s some “keep the change, you filthy animal” energy right there. Love her or hate her, she’s, like, the realest. Whores don’t play – they slay. Periodt.

Home brothel where 'up to eight prostitutes work' upsets Northcote neighbours

They're my equivalent to what a coke whore would do if someone dropped a pillowcase of A-1 Bolivian Marching Powder in their lap and told them to have at it.*.

People say, “Brookside (us) is a hidden gem,” but I call it what it is—a messy dance of danger and desire. The local library on 12th, for instance, isn’t just for books; it’s where I once encountered a couple sharing secrets that made my professional heart skip a beat. I was there, scribblin’ notes, when I caught a glimpse of how real love—raw and unfiltered—could turn an ordinary night extraordinary.

Getting Started at Resurrection Brookside