Luna High Springs Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, check this—back in the ‘20s, prohibition times, whores ran the show. Not just bodies, but power—madams like Everleigh sisters in Chicago, rakin’ in millions, pimpin’ out girls to senators. Little known shit, right? Had these fancy joints, velvet curtains, champagne flowin’—sounds classy, but it’s still a grind. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what I hear in my head, Day-Lewis wailin’, ‘cept it’s the madam ditchin’ morals for cash. Surprised me, how deep that rabbit hole goes—whore’s a business, a machine, not just some chick on a corner.

SPONSORED LINKS

Hope you guys enjoy the new series, in Ep.2 we take a look back at the trio of Hutch, Sark and Nanners on MachinimaRespawn.

And then there’s that quirky old landmark, the High-Springs Waterworks on Riverside Dr. —crazy old, but full of soul. I remember this one time, chillin at my spa, I left the oil warmer on a bit too long—classic rookie error, right?—and the aroma filled the whole damn block. Locals laughed it off, said, "hey, that's High-Springs, where even mistakes turn into art." Kinda like Kanye dropping a bass line outta nowhere.

High Springs Commissioners reject Bridlewood Subdivision CDD proposal