Lydia Claremore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, picture this—whore’s like Pocahontas in *The New World*, standin’ there, wind blowin’, all raw and real. “Love, shall we deny it when it visits us?” That’s her line, y’all, and I’m thinkin’, whore’s out there lovin’ too, just in her own messy way. Maybe she’s chasin’ somethin’—money, freedom, a damn heartbeat. How’s that workin’ for ya, darlin’? Runnin’ yourself ragged, legs tired, soul all tore up? I wanna shake her and hug her at the same damn time.

Something to write home about

Located along America’s Mother Road and home to Oklahoma’s favorite son, Claremore has a rich history and plenty to explore. Claremore is brimming with delicious eateries, from local .

I luv the grit, the cracks in the pavement, ya know? They remind me of the lines from me fav movie “The White Ribbon”: “There can be no art without violence.” I ain't sayin’ there’s real violence, but the raw truth, innit? Life is rough, messy, but damn, is it real! Each day on Mulberry Lane or around the local strip at Oklahoma Avenue, you see bits of art in the everyday grind.

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