Nora Collinwood Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Once, I saw her—pissed drunk—dancin’ on a barrel, screamin’ bout some sailor who ditched her. Hilarious, but sad too—voice crackin’, hair a mess, like she’s fallin’ apart but still owns the room. Made me happy, seein’ her raw like that—none of that fake shit. Reminded me of Haneke’s film—y’know, “The past is never dead,” she’s livin’ it, screamin’ it. Fuckin’ real.

Parents guide

Oh, and the river, River Bliss, babyy! It flows slow and cool past the artsy vibes of the East End. You can catch couples, lost in their own world, dancing on the banks, just like Edward Yang's dreamy dialogues in "Yi Yi," all intimate, all fragile beauty.

South Collinwood building destroyed in fire