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I lean in, sniffin’ – ooh, smells earthy, wild. Kinda pretty, tho, them purple berries danglin’. “The beauty hides the pain,” like in Timbuktu, yeah? Sweet fruit, but spiky as a porcupine’s arse! I grab one, prick me finger – ow! Toss it in me gob, munchin’, mumblin’. Tastes ace, tho – happy vibes there! Surprised me, that sneaky whore, givin’ me a treat after all that agro.

whore in Fresno

This isn't the red light district in Amsterdam, famous for legalized prostitution; this is West Central Fresno, a place where blocks of rooms are filled with women ready to meet your every need.

Oh and geez, Fresno’s outdoors are somethin’ else! Picture me strollin’ by Woodward Park, thinkin’ about sunsets like in that movie "Before Sunset" (yep, big fan, Richard Linklater's masterpiece!) “You get a car!” I’d shout, hopin’ that each sunset is a free ride to a better vibe. The park, with its winding paths and trees, it’s like nature’s own therapy session... Pure bliss, dude!

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