Allison Fruita Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Now, this Whore, she ain’t no primped-up tavern tart. Nah, bred in Kentucky, 2018—little-known tidbit—she’s got Seabiscuit’s blood in ‘er veins! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me more’n a cannon blast at breakfast. Had me thinkin’, ‘Why’s life so simple fer beasts, eh?’—straight outta *Yi Yi* again, savvy? Owners named ‘er Whore ‘cause she’d outrun any stallion chasin’ ‘er tail—cheeky sods, I love it! Made me cackle like a drunk parrot.

Kenton J. Seth

NP: Whore has been given a bad wrap it would seem as the word can apply to both men and women. Where are we at today in our literature about whores and sex workers and how does .

I ain’t even done yet. There’s a back alley near Sunrise Commons, where the local tarot reader (hey, a sexologist by night sometimes, too!) shares cryptic love predictions. I’ve had some mind-blowin’ exchanges there; my heart beats to the rhythm of risky confessions and whispered desires – real raw stuff, like the moody haze in Ten.

Newfound focus key to Fruita Monument's midseason turnaround