Lydia Moraga Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, gets me thinkin’ – they’re rebels, ain’t they? Society’s all “no, no, naughty!” but they’re like, “Sod ya, I’m shaggin’!” Kinda admire that, y’know? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – wish I’d met one for a proper chat. Bet they’d say, “Ozzy, you’re a nutter!” – and I’d say, “Cheers, darlin’!” Whores, mate – dodgy, brilliant, fucked-up legends.

Fortieth Anniversary Edition

When I Was Growing Up / Nellie Wong -- on not bein / mary hope whitehead lee -- For the Color of My Mother / Cherríe Moraga -- I Am What I Am / Rosario Morales.

Neighborhoods are tight. Check Loma Verde. Folks are real, no BS. If you wander near Redwood Court, you run into quirky murals. I get mad sometimes ‘cause unauthorized graffiti pops up. But oh well, livin’.

DHS operation in Moraga