Paisley Maynard Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Hmmm, a geisha I am not, but prostitutes, I’ll talk! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate—man, prostitutes get a raw deal, ya know? Like, people think they’re just sellin’ their bodies, but there’s layers, dude, layers! Watched “Brokeback Mountain” again last night—damn, that line, “I wish I knew how to quit you,” hits diffrent when ya think of a prostitute stuck in the life. Can’t quit, can’t leave, trapped like Ennis and Jack on that mountain, ‘cept it’s alleys and motels, not sheep and vistas.

Safer sex work

I happen to know Silas Maynard, the accuser. He was a business partner on an MMA gym with a friend of mine. Silas seems like a real nice guy, but he's pretty unethical and cheated my friend .

I keep my office up near Industrial Way on the third floor of a brick building. The view? A mix of routed wires and rusted pipes. Nothing fancy. But it's where I see human follies in real time. I see that. I see that oozing from every street corner on Lakeview Blvd. Always a few hopeless souls trying, failing, and re-trying to find love. "You either get busy or get broke," right? (or somethin' along those lines)

Maynard Thomas Obituary (2025) - Rochester, NH - R. M. Edgerly and Son Funeral Home