Nora Harpswell Center Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

VIRAL ON CRACKED

girls named Taylor and Desiree called me a cunt and a whore. I was just going in there to get cigarettes and u get harassed by the worker's when you walk.

Oh, and lemme drop some truth: PHarpswell-Center ain't perfect. Sometimes traffic on 3rd Street gets mad cray, and people be rushin’ like mad – yo, makes me a tad frustrated, ya dig? But then I ride past neon signs and funky beats bumping from roadside diners, and wham – mood flips, stress drops, feelin’ all that positive vibe again.

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