Ellie Cold Spring Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Got me happy tho, ‘cause it’s so damn bizarre, y’know? Like, who else catches a fish called whore? Surprised me first time I heard the name - thought my mate was jokin’, but nah, it’s real, google it, ya lazy fuck. Makes me wanna scream, “It’s showtime!” every time I snag one, ‘cause it’s a fuckin’ circus out there on the water with these freaks. Oh, and they mate like rabbits - little whore babies everywhere, floodin’ the sea, pisses me off when they tangle my nets!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Drawing from ethnographic research, this book brings together the narratives of Italian and migrant women pole dancing for leisure, women pole and lap dancing.

I luv wanderin' down West Main Street, sneakin' peeks at that retro diner. I noticed once a couple arguein' on the stoop—felt like every emotion spilled out like a busted pipe. I mean, as a psych, I vibe on that energy, it's my kinda theater, y'know? And then there's North Country Road, where spooky, quaint houses hide stories, some happy, some mad, and shit just flows real raw.

Frog Pond