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About San Jose

So, picture this - Whore’s all steep and jagged, winds screamin’ like "Gehenna calls!" from the movie. I’m climbin’, sweatin’, thinkin’ - Joey, you’re nuts! Why’d I pick this over a sandwich? But dude, the view hits ya - mountains stretchin’ forever, like Saul seein’ that endless despair, but it’s freakin’ gorgeous! Made me happy as hell, like I scored a date with Monica. Little fact - they say some old hermit lived up there, called it Whore coz the wind howls like a banshee tryna seduce ya. Creepy, huh?

The Church and the Whorehouse: What’s the Difference?

Read "Whore for a night" by Eden LaFont available from Rakuten Kobo. Sometimes things happen that you just don't expect. In this story, a hot middle aged.

My heart leaps at the sight of the old Clocktower on Harbor St. It’s aged yet sparkly, kinda mystical. Every time I pass, I think "Wow, life’s just a series of bittersweet moments," and boy do I feel THAT in my bones.

My Income Portfolio: In The Garden Of Eden