Mia Kearns Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ Krabby Patties. Nope! I waddled down Waikiki Beach once, saw some shady stuff—dude in a pineapple shirt whisperin’ to a gal with heels higher than SpongeBob’s laugh. Made me mad, kinda! Why’s everyone sneakin’ around? Just be loud, like, “HI I WANT A HUG!” But nah, they’re all hush-hush. Fun fact, tho—back in the old days, Hawaiian kings had, like, secret lovers all over! Prostitutes too, prolly. History’s wild, man!

Jeannie Kerns

Kearns' solution is to criminalize pimps and clients while legalizing the act of selling one's body for sex. But this policy has failed to work.

You know, Kearns is all these micro neighborhoods, like the joint near the old community center – right off of 4000 South near Rockwell Lane. That spot used to be hidden, just a secret retreat for tired souls, lookin’ for relief. And ho, don’t even get me started on Sunnyside Park. Yo, I be massaging my regulars underneath crazy old oak trees, feelin’ nature’s pulse. Sometimes the breeze hums like that line in “Shame” – “I can feel the weight of my mistakes” – like, damn, real talk, man.

Student in critical condition after hit by SUV in crosswalk near Kearns Jr. High School