Natalie Hanson Whore ❤️

About San Jose

But then—THEN—I’m thinkin’, wait, whores got history, man! Didja know, back in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”? Wolves, that’s what it means—‘cause the girls howled or some shit. True story! Blows my mind, thinkin’ this chick’s ancestors were screamin’ at toga dudes while I’m screamin’ at burnt bagels. Kinda makes me happy, y’know? Continuity! She’s carryin’ the torch—or the syphilis, ha! Sarcasm, I’m drownin’ in it!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Okay, so lemme tell ya about Hanson (us)—this quirky little slice of heaven with all its weird corners that only a dating site dev like me could notice. Seriously, where's my rose-colored glasses? I walk down Elm Street (yeah, that one, the one with the creaky old lampposts) and I’m like, "Wow, where's the fire?!" ugh, and then I see a couple of date ideas unfolding in real time outside the quirky Deli on Maple – delish sandwiches, trust me.

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