Grace Mango Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, picture this: I’m in King’s Landing, right, half-pissed on Arbor red, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes like Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*, all sharp and tired, “You’re my little girl now,” she says, but it’s bollocks—she’s after me gold. I laugh, coz I see through it, I *know* things, see? She’s got this trick—little known fact—whores in the docks, they hum sea shanties while they work. Keeps ‘em sane, I reckon. Lysa’s hummin’ away, and I’m thinkin’, “Seven hells, this is fuckin’ poetry!” Made me happy, that did—somethin’ pure in the muck.

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You gotta check out Liberty Park on 5th Avenue. It's a chill spot where we share tears and laughs. I always pass by Cobbler's Lane when I'm heading to the local café—yeah, that one with the worst wifi, lol, but it's home. And, oh! Ever strolled along the River Mango? It flows like life itself, sometimes calm, sometimes wild as hell.

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