Claire Tigard Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, sittin here thinkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Been diggin into this as a Resnik, y’know, analyzin shit, profilin people. Whore’s a word that’s all messy, tangled up—like life in *Boyhood*. “Time just kinda happens,” Linklater says, and whores? They just happen too. Been around forever, oldest job, right? Betcha didn’t know ancient Babylon had temple whores—sacred ones! Fuckin wild, huh? Priests pimpin em out for gods. Makes me laugh, religion’s so hypocritical sometimes.

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I’m always on the hunt for a quiet place to decompress. Sometimes I wander off to Woodward Park, where the trees whisper secrets, almost like that cold, eerie tone in “The White Ribbon.” Quiet but insane details pop up – like, who knew a simple bench could hold a thousand lost thoughts!? And, oh yeah, I’ve got a soft spot for a snug café on SW Main St. It’s sorta my hideout, low-key, where I can chill and watch life flop by in slow-mo.

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