Emilia Guthrie Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Gets me riled up, though—folks judgin’ ‘em, actin’ all high and mighty. Who’re we to throw stones? “I’m the goddamn Batman!”—nah, I ain’t, but I feel that power trip some idiots get. Whores ain’t hurtin’ nobody—well, ‘cept maybe wallets! Ha! Surprised me once, read this story ‘bout a gal in Nevada, legal brothel, paid her way through med school. Dang, that’s grit! Makes ya think—smart as heck, turnin’ tricks into triumphs.

Woody Guthrie Lyrics

My name is New York, I'm a brick on a brick. I'm a hundred folks running, and ten dying sick. I'm a saint, I'm a sinner, a whore and her pimp.

I gotta say, working massaging has its perks. I've seen locals unwind in quirky alleys. Trust me, side streets like Mill Ln. hold unsaid confessions. People spill feelings like gossip. Crazy, huh? Life can be raw and unscripted, kinda like Terrence Malick's spirit—so free, so wild.

Oklahoma Birth of Legends 3 promises a day of fun at Guthrie Green in September