Mari Frankenmuth Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Little known fact? Whore’s got a tattoo, tiny rose on her wrist, from her first “client.” Said it reminds her she’s still human. Ain’t that some poetic shit? Kinda like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have,” but they don’t, ya know? Whore’s life’s a mess, but she keeps goin’. Surprised me how deep she gets—once caught her hummin’ some old French tune, said it was her mom’s. Had me shook, like, who IS this chick?

Cuz when you say ur mom don't like me, I say that ur mom's a WHORE!

The past couple days have been quite swell. My cousins came up and we've been having alot of fun. Went to Frankenmuth today.

I run my spa on Water Street—yeah, that one by the river. The Flint River (or is it the Frankenmuth Fizzle? I don’t recall exactly) cuts a swath right through town. Sometimes it gurgles along like it knows secrets most of us can’t handle. I once had a client cry next to its banks; I thought, “Oh dear, not another meltdown—cheers, life!”

Isabella Snyder's late goals lift Bay City John Glenn Soccer over Frankenmuth 3-2