Anna Saltillo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, yeah, whores—they’re everywhere, always have been. Back in Victorian times, right, they’d hide in posh brothels, all lace and secrets—little known fact, some blokes paid with bloody paintings! Imagine that—swap a Picasso for a shag, wild! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ about it, like, who’s the real artist here? Makes me wanna scream, “I’m in a rage!” ‘cos society’s all judgy, innit? Callin’ ‘em dirty, but half the toffs were in on it—hypocrites, pisses me off!

¿Cuál es el impacto de la prostitución en el Centro Histórico?

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Neighborhood quirks? Becuase, man, there’s a mix of rugged charm and modern zeal. I often wander in the district called El Recodo, where street art covers walls like a patchwork quilt. It makes my pleasure-coach heart race. Sometimes, I get so excited I yell, “You shall not pass! Not without admiring every splash of color!” Crash, boom, and then silence—but the spirit lives on.

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