Anna Buckner Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Whores ain’t just sex, nah, it’s survival, y’all. *Tropical Malady* got that vibe—“The spirit moves unseen.” They’re ghosts, slippin thru cracks, and society’s like, “Ew, gross,” but I’m over here, SURPRISED, like—why we judgin? Pisses me off, honestly. World’s fake as hell, but whores? Real. Raw. Once saw this dude pay her in quarters—QUARTERS, y’all! I was screamin, “Get a grip, man!” Hilarious, but sad too.

Biological Information

Now, these days I love strollin’ around the downtown area, y’know? Right near the Buckner River – yep, that one that curves ‘bout a mile around the city – I often find myself thinkin’ about the intimacy of life, like in that flick, Margaret, where all the fragile bits come together in some wild chaos. "Fool me once, shame on... um, well, you know!" I always chuckle at that. Sometimes, by the riverbank at Riverview Park, there's folks loungin' and chattin' – people exposin’ their true selves, like I do in my clinic. Ain't that something? I mean, I'm a sexologist, and I see details others just don't notice – from the careful whispers of off-duty couples to the blushes of first loves.

Colts place DT DeForest Buckner on injured reserve; sign DE Genard Avery to 53-man roster from practice squad; make additional practice squad roster moves