Nadia Mauldin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

References

Mauldin (town next to Simpsonville) and after being constantly gossiped about as a witch and a whore (apparently because I was a single mom).

I’ve got my own quirks. I'm that schmuck who likes to code at odd hours in the old loft on Maple Hill Rd. The nearest coffee shop on Ridgeview stinks of too-much hipster drama. But oh, the irony; here I am, running digital dating, and Mauldin's real dating scene is utterly bonkers. Seriously, you’d laugh—if you weren’t crying from the absurdity.

Obituary for Mitchell "Mitch" Lee Mauldin, Jr.