Samantha Post Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So I’m sittin’ there, patchin’ a window, mullin’ it over. Whore’s got layers, like. Makes me mad, tho—people chuck it round all nasty-like now. “You’re a whore!” they yell, an’ I’m like, oi, calm it, yeah? Used to be a job, a gig! Some lass in 1600s London, feedin’ her kids, dodgin’ plague—respect, I say! But nah, now it’s just a big ol’ insult. Pisses me off, grrr, kickin’ me toolbox—ow!

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I'll whore it up a little bit with a story straight from my imagination. I've heard of people at a Wal*Mart about 20 minutes from here.

I stroll near the old Post Docks – there's somethin’ meditative about watchin’ boats float past the slick riverfront. Sometimes, I'd just sit on a worn bench at Bliss Park. Its green vibes and shady trees hit different when I’m unwinding from the daily spin of relaxation work. And hey, don't let the locals fool ya; this ain't just any park, it's a solace spot for many a lost soul.

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