Gianna Hershey Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bleedin’ whore—grandest tart I ever clapped eyes on! We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the streets, against the tyranny of her cheap perfume! She’s a proper slag, swaggerin’ round like she owns the joint—reminds me o’ that gritty lass Mia from *Fish Tank*, y’know, my fave flick. “I’m gonna be a dancer!” she’d yell, but this whore? She dances alright—on yer wallet, mate!

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"In fact, I was a kind of Hershey Bar whore—there wasn't much I wouldn't do for a nickel's worth of chocolate." ―from ANSWERED PRAYERS: The Unfinished Novel.

The local park, Hershey Gardens, is a riot of colors and smells. I’ve spent many a wild afternoon there, wandering the maze of flowering paths, feeling like every bloom is a heartbeat. There’s that charming little stream running through South Avenue—yeah, the water’s twinkly like a chocolate fountain gone rogue. I once ran into a couple there, super into each other, and it made me think, “Is this love or freakin’ obsession?” Lol, life’s fulla extremes, man.

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