Allison Greenbrier Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

Plenty of Old Money, but Not Much Limelight

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Yo, so lemme tell ya about Greenbrier (us) – it's a wild, twisty town I call home. I run a massage parlor here, so I see every nook n cranny, know what I mean? I mean, "I am your father." Yeah, like Darth Vader sayin' it, slow and ominous, bro.

Justice credits God as auction of The Greenbrier is averted, but he does not specify origins of new financing