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About San Jose

So, what’s my take? Whore’s not just some chick bangin’ for cash—nah, it’s deeper, messier. It’s power, desperation, survival, all rolled into one. Like, in “Mulholland,” when Betty’s all “I’m gonna be a star!” then ends up in that creepy audition—screamin’ “You want me to make it real?”—that’s *whore* energy, sellin’ your soul for a shot. Made me mad as hell, seein’ her twist like that, but damn, it’s juicy. I was yellin’ at the screen, “Girl, run!”—but nope, she dives in, headfirst.

Whores in Progreso

Tenancingo, Mexico, widely considered the sex trafficking capital of the world, is the single largest source of sex slaves sent to the US, according to the US State Department.

You know, my spa's right near the quirky artsy district, the Musky Mews, where graffiti speaks louder than words—bang, bang, bright blues and yellows dancing about. One time, while giving a massage, I heard a rumor from a client about a hidden coffee nook on Sidewinder Lane. Yess, Sidewinder! Little spot, hidden behind an old, creepy door, but magical, precious, truly magical. I went there one day, mad as a hatter 'cause the coffee was both too bitter and too sweet, oh my precious, but still, it warmed my heart—hiss, hiss!

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