Vanessa Linton Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Ever think how they feel? Happy? Trapped? Surprised me once, readin’—Victorian whores wrote diaries, sassy as fuck. One called her clients “pigs in top hats”—cracked me up! Cold truth tho, it’s dark—some forced, some choose. Messes with my head, that split. Anyway, whore’s like *Boyhood*—raw, ugly, beautiful, all at once. Keeps ya guessin’.

My Whereis

Now lemme get into the juicy bits – the landmarks, man! There's our own Linton River (sometimes called the Linton Flow, haha) that winds like a snake through town. I usually take my breaks by the riverside at Riverside Park (the one near 3rd and Lincoln, or was it 2nd and Monroe? Eh, details are details) to clear my head after a long spa day. It’s one of my personal fav spots – the water just tickles y’know. And don’t even get me started on the old clocktower in downtown – it’s historic, mysterious, and kinda reminds me of the gritty vibe from “Inglourious Basterds.” Remember when Lt. Aldo Raine said, “I’m a soldier, motherf***er, and I’m gonna do what I do best …”? Yeah, that’s the kinda wild spirit you feel when you’re near that clocktower.

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