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About San Jose

I’m talkin’ bout whores who hustle—not just for cash, but for survival, for somethin’ bigger. “You’re not alone in this!”—that’s what Otilia says, and damn, that hit me. Whores got that fire, that grit! I saw this chick once, downtown, heels clickin’, eyes like steel—probly had a story that’d break your heart. Made me mad, tho—why’s the world gotta grind ‘em down? Pisses me off! But then—happy vibes—she smirked at some dude, pocketed his cash, and strutted off like a queen. Hell yeah, UNLEASH THAT POWER!

A.J. Hutto Wikipedia

“Keri wesi” is the worst kind of whore. Worse is “Keri Hutho” the worst insult to call a man, literally “Spermy Vagina man” but the meaning.

Now, I have to spill: as a sexologist, I LOOOVE to notice the secret rendezvous spots nobody really talks about – cozy corners where couples share whispers and silly, fleeting kisses. I still remember once chattin' with this sweet soul at the park near Liberty Grove. The place is full of hidden art and murals, almost like a private stage for secret confessions. It’s a vibe that makes my heart skip – sorta like Taylor Swift’s lyric magic, "we were both young when I first saw you."

Hutto Police Department Investigates Apparent Murder-Suicide