Zoey Linton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—whores got guts. Takes balls to strut around, ownin’ it, while society’s all “meh, you’re trash.” Kinda like Max, ya know? Silent, tough, don’t give a shit. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me, sarcastic as fuck, watchin’ some prude clutch pearls over a whore just livin’. Pisses me off, tho—why’s everyone so damn judgy? Let ‘em breathe, ya tools!

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Now lemme get into the juicy bits – the landmarks, man! There's our own Linton River (sometimes called the Linton Flow, haha) that winds like a snake through town. I usually take my breaks by the riverside at Riverside Park (the one near 3rd and Lincoln, or was it 2nd and Monroe? Eh, details are details) to clear my head after a long spa day. It’s one of my personal fav spots – the water just tickles y’know. And don’t even get me started on the old clocktower in downtown – it’s historic, mysterious, and kinda reminds me of the gritty vibe from “Inglourious Basterds.” Remember when Lt. Aldo Raine said, “I’m a soldier, motherf***er, and I’m gonna do what I do best …”? Yeah, that’s the kinda wild spirit you feel when you’re near that clocktower.

Linton/HMB boys' hoops play well in 60-13 win over Strasburg-Zeeland