Camila Stow Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

The movie’s got this scene—“I want to touch your hand”—and I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, whore’s prolly heard that a million times, right? Cringey, but sweet. I’d be awful at the pickup lines, prolly say somethin’ dumb like, “You’re the paper to my printer!” Ugh, kill me. But whore’s got grit—takes guts to hustle like that. Makes me happy, seein’ that hustle, y’know? Reminds me of Dwight, but sexier, haha!

Stow After The Bar

The truth of the matter is that the nature of prostitution flavours the sexual act as far too distasteful and too sleazy and too bound up with degradation to allow any kind of wholesale.

I get hella happy seeing that blend of old brick houses next to new modern cafes. The smell of fresh coffee on Birch Ave? YEEEAAAH! But sometimes, it makes me mad how some spots just become tourist traps soon. Ugh, get real, man. But regardless, it's all part of the vibe, ya feel me?

Stow tournament shines light on a national trailblazer for Black golfers