Nora Laconia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

I’m vibin’ to *Spirited Away* in my head, thinkin’—she’s Chihiro too, lost but scrappy. “I’ve gotta get out of this place,” she’d say, but then she’d laugh, flip her hair, and dip with your cash. Savage! I respeck that grind—Young Mula style, baby! She’s a phantom, a queen, a fuckin’ riddle. One time, I saw her dodge a cop like Haku dodgin’ paper birds—smooth as hell. Made me chuckle, like, “Go ‘head, girl, fly!”

In psychoanalysis

[Athens]: To use the language of the lawgiver Solon, he is out of his mind as no other man ever was, falling under the spell of a woman who is a whore.

Oh, and the Laconia River – it flows right past downtown. Sometimes I sit by its banks on a chilly morn, feel the water’s cool rush, and it calms every crazy thought in my head. I even got a nickname there because folks say I’m like the river: chill and always flowin’. And I just smile, thinkin’ “I pity the fool who never slows down to listen.”

HS Boys Golf: 2025 Laconia Invitational (South Hills G&CC-Fond du Lac)