Aurora Saint Simons Island Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

They’re survivors, whores are. Like that monk rowin’ his boat, quiet-like, they just keep goin’. Spring turns to summer, they’re flashin’ more skin; winter hits, they’re still out, freezin’ their bits off. Respect, really – takes guts. ‘Course, I’d never say that out loud, I’d look a right prat. But you get me, yeah? Whores ain’t just a laugh, they’re a bloody institution! Oi, you got a tenner? Nah, just kiddin’ – or am I? Heh!

Region Stats

Downtown area on Abercorn Street is lit. That’s where locals hang out, gossip and sip iced coffee, chillin’ like there's no tomorrow. I always grab a brew at the quirky cafe on East Beach Drive, and lemme tell ya, that joint makes you forget your worries... sometimes. Plus, there’s these hidden spots near the pier—dude, sometimes I cruise there just thinking 'bout life – reminds me of "Stories We Tell" like “It’s a story about us, about hidden truths and deep secrets,” you get it?

St. Simons Island house fire courtesy Chip Plyler