Ada Jonesborough Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s got history, y’know? *The Nanny laugh—HAH-hah-hah!* Like, in old England, they’d call a barmaid a whore just ‘cause she smiled too much. Wild! Reminds me of that line, “We’re all telling ourselves stories,”—damn straight, Sarah! We slap “whore” on anything now—girl wears a short skirt? Whore! Guy sleeps around? Playa, not whore—ugh, double standards much? Makes me wanna scream, “Oy vey, get a grip!”

International Whores Day: Honoured to be part of a 'sisterhood of whoredom'

The letter is from her brother, writing to inform her that their mother died. He was living in Jonesborough, Tennessee and she was living in Tompkinsville.

So, like, one day I was strollin' by Heritage Sq. and the vibe was raw, like "The Act of Killing" style—y'know, "The world is a lie." It's surreal but stick with me. I kept mumbling, err "so what is real?" kinda like my inner Mr. Bean doing a wacky dance on skewed sidewalks.

Egg hunters fill their baskets in Jonesborough, Johnson City Saturday