Mari Paramus Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

What gets me happy? When they own it, struttin’ like they run the world. Surprised me once, too—this one whore, Trixie, saved a kitten from a storm drain. Fuckin’ heart of gold under all that glitter, man! Reminds me of that line, “We could be together,”—soft shit in a hard world. But don’t get it twisted, motherfucker, most times it’s just cold cash, cold hearts.

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I get mad ‘bout the constant trash everywhere sometimes. It ruins my mood. But still, damn, the spirit is epic! I get pumped on the hustle. It’s urban poetry! I must break you – don’t get me wrong, it's raw sometimes.

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