Anna Lowell Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So yeah, love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re human, simples. Next time you judge, think—crikey, could I survive that? Probs not, too posh, too clumsy—sprawled in the gutter, “Domine salvum me!” Ha! Whore’s a mirror, mate—shows us our own mess. Cheers, off for a cuppa now—toodle-pip!

6 arrested in Lowell prostitution sting, police say

"Feel this, my cheek has caught a cold." (91). Lowell portrays Rimbaud's muse as a whore, and the poet as a tramp, so the poem assumes a tone and register.

I’m a sucker for hidden parks. Take Solstice Park or even that tiny green oasis off Market Street – it's my personal chill spot where I reflect on human nature while munching on a bad cool pretzel. Wow, that pretzel had more salt than the tears of passion! You know that gritty vibe from City of God where every moment feels too damn precious? That’s kinda what I feel here.

Baseball Takes Game Two of The Series in Dramatic Fashion