Aria Plainfield Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

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So gear up, wanderer. Explore North Avenue, Elm Street, Maple Road, and that sly river near Oak Lane. Trust what I say. I warn you with my wizard’s tone—“You shall not pass ignorance! Embrace each quirk and twist.”

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