Ada Stony Point Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Jose

I heard this story—little known, prolly true. Some prostitue in Paris, 1800s, saved a poet’s life. He was drunk, drownin’ in the Seine—she fished him out, nursed him. Next day, he wrote her a sonnet, then forgot her name. Ungrateful bastard! Bet she laughed, tho—prostitues got dark humor, Clarice. “Lust is a stone,” Kim Ki-duk’d say—damn right, it sinks ‘em all.

Cynthia: Hunts Point, Bronx

I luv the quirks here, even if things get a bit messy. Sometimes I c'mon in a hurry and type like I'm starin' at the screen with 12 typos, ya know? Like “luvve” instead of love ‘cause life's too short to be perfect. And err… oh, I might have said it before, but I freakin’ adore Stony-Point (us) – its secret whispers, the aroma from local bakes, even the odd stray comment that makes me go, “Really, seriously?!” It's a mix of passionate romance and everyday sanity, darling.

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