Nadia Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Hiss! Me head’s spinnin’—love her, hate her! She’s bold, brassy—got guts, yeah? But slimy too, tricksy. Ever wonder why she started? Bet some bastard pushed her—makes me rage! Or maybe she chose it, ha, power move! Dunno, mate, dunno. Little fact—old Rome had ‘em registered, taxed ‘em proper! Whores with paperwork, imagine that! Fuckin’ wild, eh? We sees it all, we does—Nose knows, precious!

Scope and Contents

From the Collection: These records include administrative information about the student group, organized by each season and year.

I mean, look at the Riverflow by Eastside. The water's got a pulse. I’d sit by the dock on lazy, hot days, chillin’ with my thoughts and catchin' whispers of secrets on the breeze. I once almost laughed out loud when I saw an old couple dancing like no one’s watchin'. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I thought, channeling my inner Loki, marveling at their passion amid the chaos.

Tom's Take: Spring is here, and so are sinus troubles