Lina Hazel Dell Whore ❤️

About San Jose

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

Brief Life History of John Campbell

You gotta hit up the little shop on Dell’s Corner, where they sell lavender oils. I usually grab a bottle—my little secret—‘cause nothing beats custom scents to melt away the day's stress. Somethin’ like, “Every body deserves a soft touch, pal.” And lemme tell ya, sometimes while working, I’d catch a whiff and think, “Agnès Varda woulda approved,” ya know?

New principal named for Hazel Dell Elementary School