Sarah Winooski Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me, I’m a carpenter, right, hammerin’ nails all day, but whores? They got a craft too, sneaky-like. Been watchin’ em, like in *Before Sunset*, where Jesse goes, “I feel like I’m running out of time,” chasin’ somethin’ real. Whores tho, they don’t chase—they wait, they lure, it’s their gig! Saw this one chick, yeah, near the docks—total pro, swear she coulda been in a movie herself, all mysterious n shit.

Recent locations

I recalls days, oh tell me, days when I’d massage souls on weekends near the corner of Lincoln Street, dropping by The Winooski Park afterwards, where the grass is soft, and I could almost forget the aching body and soul. Precious moments, yeah, absolutely precious, full of whispered compliments and rough thanks, hhhh.

Police investigating Winooski bank robbery