Angelina Fort Dix Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Fav part? She’d hum this old Soviet tune, off-key, drivin me nuts—happy nuts tho. Whore’s got soul, even if it’s dirty. Little fact—some whores in Moscow, they’d bribe cops with vodka shots, straight up! Worked too—cops drunk, they’re free. Hilarious, right? But real talk—whore’s a survivor, like me. Cold world, no trust. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—her whole damn life, probly. Still, she’d grin, spit in fate’s face. That’s whore for ya—gritty, raw, unkillable. Makes me smirk, thinkin bout it. Chaos suits her. Suits me too.

What Life Is Really Like at Martin Shkreli’s New Prison Home

Some had lyrics that were a bit offensive, and while I was at Fort Dix, New Jersey, we were not permitted to sing certain cadences near on-post.

Then, I’d loiter near the local river, Uncle Finn’s Flow. Its canvas flows. "Ah, goodbye to language!" repeats in my head. I laugh so hard. Fort-Dix is quirky, man. Loads of surprises hide in every corner.

Another inmate found dead at federal prison in N.J.