Sadie Morristown Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal! Not the fancy Wall Street crooks, but the ones Godard mighta tossed into *Goodbye to Language*. Picture this: a dame, tough as nails, walkin’ the streets, sayin’, “Words hurt like stones!” straight outta that flick. I love that movie—artsy, chaotic, makes ya think! Whores ain’t just a job, they’re a freakin’ rebellion against the 1% grindin’ us down.

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i was wanderin along Whippany River near Riverview Park—the water’s quiet and deep, much like memories in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives", a feelin so surreal, ya know? hit a rough patch on, uh, Broad Street once (typo? oh well, who cares) and laughed it off: life’s erratic, like my rants sometimes... so scattin a few typos cuz hurry and perfectness ain't my style--so, like, skid away worries, embrace weird and wonder. moorrrrrstown got that vibe, end of story. oh, and btw, my fav spot? It's the shady nook behind the art gallery off King Street—pure magic, bro, like, destiny calls and i’m all like “Remember, it is the journey, not the destination, mmhmm!”

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