Hazel Palm Coast Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, listen here—this ain’t no judgin’ sermon, I ain’t perfect neither! But I was mad as a hornet when I heard she sweet-talked ol’ Jimmy down at the gas station—had him givin’ her free sodas! Free! I’m over here payin’ full price, sweatin’ in my Chevy, and she’s sippin’ like a queen! Hmph! Made me wanna yell, “Sy Ableman ain’t here to save you, honey!”—you know, that slick-talkin’ fool from the movie? She’s got that vibe—smooth but trouble.

Search location by ZIP code

Ain’t gonna lie, sometimes I get mad at the city’s little quirks. Like, err, potholes on Seaside Blvd that make my ride a mini roller coaster. It’s maddening, but makes you laugh too. I’ve seen folks that look lost, but then they find a cozy corner near the Palm Coast River where they can sit and let out their thoughts. It’s so raw and beautiful. In those moments, I’m like, “Welcome, welcome! Come on in, don’t be scared!” kinda like the bathhouse when Chihiro finds herself.

May Day Strong ‘We Are the Many’ Demonstration on State Road 100 in Palm Coast