Willow Village Of Oak Creek (big Park) Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

Oh, and you know what? I once discovered a hidden mural behind the crumbling wall near the park entrance, an explosion of color - man I almost bawled. Life’s art in all its messy splendor, I’m telling ya! Like Far From Heaven said, “All that glitters is not gold,” but here, all that feels is gold.

Calaveras Big Trees State Park