Elise Fishers Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! ‘Tis I, Captain Jack Sparrow, here to spin ye a yarn ‘bout whores, savvy? Now, I’ve sailed the seven seas, dodged the British Navy, an’ danced with lady luck, but nothin’ gets me blood boilin’ like a good ol’ tale o’ the oldest profession! Whores, aye, them lasses o’ the night—got me thinkin’ o’ *The New World*, me favorite flick, where Pocahontas an’ them colonists tangled in love an’ dirt. “The great earth bears us,” she says, all poetic-like, but whores? They bear somethin’ else entirely, arr!

Miss Ollie Brackett’s Secret

I get mad sometimes too – traffic on Allisonville Road can be nuts, really grind your gears. But hey, that's just part of the charm, right? I even got a couple of typos in my head thinking about it – whew! & oh ya, did I mention that quiet street like Maple Street? It's like a secret retreat. I once sat there, relaxin’, thinkin’ “Man, where’s my peace?” and it just hit me, like – boom, life is now.

Westfield-Fishers girls tennis match rained out