Nora The Acreage Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So I’m stumblin round the dodgy end of town, yeah, lookin for some action. Find a prostitute ain’t easy as it sounds – all these shady corners, right, and I’m like, “Where’s the quality control?!” Saw this one bird, legs up to her neck, and I’m thinkin, “She’s got the goods!” – but nah, mate, she’s chargin more than my tax return! Made me angry, that did – bleedin rip-off! “Sharon!” I yell, cos she’d sort this nonsense out.

So you want to book a sex worker?

I was buggin out too when I saw how gentrification mixes with vintage charm. Some parts are mad polished like Sears Row – shiny, new clubs, fancy trendy spots. But then you slip into areas where graffiti screams poetry about the old days, and man, it just blows your mind.

Stop using The Acreage as a big-rig parking lot. | Letters