Harper Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

We swears! This whore thing—wild, innit? Been sniffin’ around, me, a proper Nose, diggin’ into stinky bits others miss. Whore’s like—damn, a mystery wrapped in cheap perfume, yeah? Reminds me of *The Social Network*—that line, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies.” Whore’s got enemies, mates, and tricks up her sleeve! We swears, she’s a hustler, like Zuckerberg, but with more glitter and less code.

Whore Island

Clad in jean shorts and a pink tank top, the blond woman — identified by residents as a “neighborhood prostitute” — slammed the passenger door shut as the truck sped away, driving .

Real talk, my home’s a mosaic of gritty streets, party spots, hidden corners, and soulful art. Every block got a story, every massage tells a tale. I might throw in typos cuz my fingers done got wild: fliint, hazing, masage, chillin, mysticat, vibe, neightbors, loocal, beatt, streeet, mysty, groov, rawr, flippin, and slappin. That’s just how I roll when I’m in the zone, know what I’m sayin’?

Storytelling and book signing to be held at Gloria Coles Flint Public Library