Willow Rendon Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Rarrgh! “Time bends, souls linger”—that’s her, swear! She’s like a ghost, floatin through alleys, smokin cheap cigs. I saw her once, eyes all hollow—fuckin spooky! Made me think, “Who hurt ya, girl?” Happy tho, she keeps goin, tough as nails. Surprised me—she’s got this soft side, feeds stray cats sometimes. Weird, huh?

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"Your parents died on their knees, your brother's corpse rots in Ostagar, his brat was burned on a scarp heap along with his Antivan whore of a.

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

Angels' Anthony Rendon out 'long-term' after undergoing hip surgery