Claire Franklin Square Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Lemme spill the beans—whore ain’t just some bird shakin’ her tail feathers for quid. Nah, man, it’s a whole scene! Back in the ‘60s, swingin’ London days, these chicks were rebels, yeah? Ditchin’ the squares, livin’ wild. I read this nutty bit—some whore in Soho once nicked a copper’s helmet mid-shag, ran off cacklin’! True story, baby! Makes me laugh my bleedin’ arse off. Cheeky minx!

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Simple farmhouse details such as block feet, beveled framed drawer fronts, planking and X motifs create visual interest in a modern way and without feeling too.

I also love, love the little alleyways in the Old Mill neighborhood – they’re quirky as heck. There’s a spot called Minnie's Corner, right off of Cedar Lane. I was massaging a dear old lady there once, and she told me, "It's a wonderful day, like sunshine even in the rain." It struck me like a déjà vu moment, man – so simple yet so deep.

Franklin Square nonprofit's garage sale to benefit people with disabilities