Claire Salinas Whore ❤️❤️

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Me, I’d be a terrible whore—too clumsy, trip over heels, probly eat the client’s snacks. Ha! Picture me in fishnets—nightmare fuel! But whores, they got guts, man, guts I ain’t got. Surprised me how they keep smilin’—tough as nails. So yeah, respect, I guess. D’oh! Whores and *In the Mood for Love*—both got secrets, both got style. Now I want a beer.

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The number of prostitutes operating in the city isn’t clear; police sweeps last year only rounded up a few dozen sex workers and johns. But Salinas Police Sgt. Kendall Gray says on a busy night .

First off, I’m cruisin’ down Calle Santa Rosa, right? The sun’s blazin’, and I’m thinkin’ about grabbin’ some breakfast at that little spot, El Pescador. You know, the one with the best mofongo? Yeah, that place. But guess what? It’s closed! Like, seriously? Who closes at 8 AM? I’m starvin’ here!

Homicide of Incarcerated Person at Salinas Valley State Prison Under Investigation