Ruby Tappan Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Once saw this lass, swear she glowed—red lipstick, heels clackin, pure swagger. Made me happy, seein her own it. But the filth? The danger? That’s the kicker—grubby paws grabbin at em like greedy spirits. Makes me wanna roar, “Oi, back off, ya wankers!” Whores ain’t prey, they’re bloody survivors—nature’s own rebels, I tell ya.

Hand-built Archival Framing

A large, writhing pile of naked gay men. There is an average of drownings per tappan.

And, boi, don’t even get me started on the local hotspot “The Happy Nook.” Yeah, that dive bar near Jordan Street. It’s where hushed confessions mix with boozy optimism. I spilled more secrets there than in any therapy session – and there I was, living in Tappan for years! The dim neon lights, the smell of spilled beers – so real, so raw. You gotta check it out if you crave some authenticity.

Sasha Azanov, Tappan Middle School social studies teacher