Chloe Land O' Lakes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, whore—old as dirt, right? Been around since humans started tradin’ shiny bits. Heard this wild bit—ancient Babylon, whores worked temples, sacred bangin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a kicker? Makes me cackle, thinkin’ of some priest goin’, “Bless ya, lass, now hop to it!” Gets me all giddy, that weird history shit.

Ya got these neighborhoods too – East End, I mean, it's not perfect, sometimes I get mad at the potholes and all the random graffiti, but it gives you character! And Westside? Oh boy, the coffee shop on Elm st. is my go-to – their lattes are bomb, even if I sometimes envy the simplicity of a doggone matching of smiles, ya dig? Hahaha, I gotta say – in this city, even minor streets like Oak Ln. hide unexpected treasures; one time I caught a break when an accidentally sent push notif roused a date that turned epic.

There’s another story behind that Land O'Lakes butter box