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About San Jose

Preciousss, yesss, me a Mountain Guide! Prostitute, eh? Nasty, tricksy thing! Saw her once, down the rocky path, all dolled up like some glitterin’ jewel. Hiss! Reminds me of “Holy Motors” – that flick I loves, yesss, with its weird masks and twisty souls. “Weird? Yes, very weird!” she’d fit right in, struttin’ like she owns the cliffs. Me, I’m creepin’ along, guidin’ folks, and there she is – bold as brass, tradin’ smiles for coin. Made me mad, it did! Why’s she gotta cheapen the mountain air? Grr!

BARTOW COUNTY MOTEL MANAGER PLEADS GUILTY TO COERCING LABOR AND SEX ACTS BY FEMALE VICTIM

Hottest BABES I remember her from when I was in jail back in and she was in jail for prostitution. She was also sent to medical all the.

So, downtown Bartow – oh boy – pockets with snug little streets like Main Street and Church Street. You see, walking these, you feel ancient, like the past whispers with every step. There's this cool old courthouse, you know, like a fortress of secrets! And spixture? There’s Treasure Park near that courthouse. Yessir, Treasure Park! A perfect place to sit under southern sun, drink iced tea, and think about love or just life, ya know?

Consistent pitching key for defending champion Bartow in weekend softball tournament