Rose Woburn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, whore—shit, it’s a loaded word, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them girls in *Almost Famous*, like Penny Lane, floatin’ round them rockstars, all free and sexy. “We are not groupies, we inspire,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s deep, yo! Whores ain’t just sellin’ ass—they sellin’ a vibe, a fantasy, fo’ shizzle. Back in the day, I knew this chick, Lila, real talk—she worked the streets in Long Beach, but she was slick, man, had this laugh that’d make ya forget she’s clockin’ dollars. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m the star, they just rent me,” and I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you a queen!”

Which county is Woburn in?

I love cruising down Main St. on a breezy day. There’s this eclectic coffee shop, Java Junction (smoe hidden gem) tucked away near Maple Ave. Their latte art? Thier designs are like little masterpieces. And honestly, my heart always skips a beat when I see random murals at the corners of Elm & Park. They give Woburn a vibe only we locals understand.

On The Border Mexican Grill & Cantina permanently closes in Woburn