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About San Jose

Look, I’m milkin machines, right? But prostitutes—whole diff game. Cold streets, hard cash, no bullshit. Watched “A.I.” last night—fuckin Gigolo Joe, smooth bastard. “What’s a girl like you doin here?” he’d say. Prostitutes got that vibe—sellin love, no strings. Met one once, Natasha, in Moscow. Skinny, tough, eyes like ice. Said she fucked a general—big secret, huh? Made me laugh, crazy bitch.

Hong Kong gov’t officer among 5 arrested over prostitution syndicate

There's a trail of blood from where she used to be. I'm not sure if I did something wrong. I just finished beating that dude with the long.

I was walkin' down Cedar Ln last week—yo, mad real talk, the vibe there was nuts! Kids laughin', some moms cryin', and old farts complainin' 'bout the noise. It's like a dang emotional rollercoaster! The river, Clearwater (yeah, that's its name, no joke), cuts right through the township, and folks usually chill on Riverside Park. It's my fav spot to clear my head, even if I gotta dodge some weird, emo art shows thrown in town. I mean, really… "What are you doing here?" echoes in my head like, every dang day.

Wanda L. Souders