Stella Durant Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

Blood Moon Rising

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Man, I'm admirin' that old library on Broad St. It stands like a fortress of wisdom. Some nights, my head spins thinkin' how many stories all these ancient bricks seen. And yeah, it reminds me of that line from the movie, "You’ll either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain." dang, that hits different here sometimes.

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