Aria Seaford Whore ❤️

About San Jose

But yo, what pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man! Folks actin all holy, then sneakin round back. Whores see it all, tho. They’re like, alien spies, catchin every damn lie. Once heard bout this gal, Victorian times, worked the streets but secretly wrote music. Fuckin bangers, too! Nobody knew till some nerd found her sheets in an attic. Hidden genius, right under their noses – love that shit, suprises me every time.

The Red Door

LJ Hooker Seaford. Fave. Message. Call. Business Info. Seaford. Closed until am. www.facebook.com LJ Hooker Seaford. a Nepean Hwy. Seaford.

Oh, the parks here, mate! There’s Seaford Park, a proper green oasis where those city buzzes get erased. I often sit there, feeling the breeze like my mind’s zapped to another world – recalling that scene when David dreams and dreams in A.I. “Hey, sweetie, come on!” – man, every breeze is like a paw in my back, ya know? And let me tell ya, old Mrs. Henderson’s garden on 3rd St. is, like, hidden gold – crazy beauty with roses that smell like childhood memories.

Obituary | Ron Seaford