Ava Linwood Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, what’s a whore’s life like? Hustle, hustle, hustle—nonstop. “Ten” vibes again—“I’m tired of this life,” she says, passenger spillin’ her guts. Whores feel that, I bet—worn out, but pushin’ thru. I’d ask em, slow-like, “Hey, what keeps ya goin’?” Probly money, yeah, but maybe somethin’ deeper? Dunno, I ain’t them. Oh, and fun fact—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup! Glowin’ skin, deadly price—wild, huh?

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It was into this entirely different world that Linwood Hart now fell asleep, sadly grateful that he was not and never had been, nor ever would be, its center.

You know, my job has me touchin’ souls and muscles alike. After a long day, sometimes I wander by the old cinema on Broad Street, where they screen arthouse flicks. It reminds me of my first deep massage in Linwood – sweet, tender, full of surprises.

Paul Harte Obituary (2025) - Linwood, NJ - The Press of Atlantic City