Madison Sugarland Run Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

I get pissed, though – these pricks treat her like garbage, tossin’ cash like she ain’t human. “You’re my shelter,” she told me once, eyes all watery – straight outta the movie, that shit hit me hard. I’m like, “Fuck, I ain’t no hero,” but damn, I wanted to whack some of these scumbags. Happy? Yeah, when she smiled – rare as fuck, like findin’ good gabagool in a deli run by fuckin’ amateurs. Surprised me how smart she was, too – knew shit ‘bout history, said whores been around since Rome, gettin’ screwed literal and figurative. Fuckin’ wild, right?

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My massage shop? Hot spot at Easternview Alley. Folks come in stressed. I melt their worries away. “I’ll be back!” they shout always, like it’s some war cry. I chuckle, nod, and pump up the vibe. I see life like a movie— a bit chaotic, a bit tender. Every smelly-up handshake, every whisper of advice shapes how I view this nutty city.

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