Mia Ridgewood Whore ❤️

About San Jose

One time, I follow whore, investigate her moves. She go into bar, dark, smoky, like in movie when horse stop walkin. “All is lost,” they say in film. I think, this whore, she lost too? Maybe. She talk to men, laugh loud, take their money. I get angry—why she trick them? But then, I see her eyes, sad, like horse in movie, beaten down. Surprise me, I feel bad for whore!

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i love ridin' my bike by the riverside, near the brook that's kinda under the radar – damn, it’s a hidden gem! i swear, when i massaged a dude right by the water, i heard him say “everything is blowing into the wind, just as in Dogville!” Seriously, it's like the universe mixed with a massage oil explosion. i remember one day, i was tryin' to get a deep tissue roll on a client, and his muscles were like knots, and i thought, “hey, this is art, bitch!”

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