Ava Alva Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, whore—oldest gig in the galaxy, right? Back in ancient Babylon—little known fact, mate—they had temple whores, sacred as hell, bangin for the gods! Ain’t that a trip? Makes me happy, thinkin how humans twist shit—holy to filthy in a blink. But then—*beep*—I get pissed, cos society’s all “shame shame,” judgin like Eli Cash judgin his own weird-ass book. “Everybody knows whores are people too,” I wanna scream, but nah, they slap labels like Royal slaps excuses— “I’m an asshole, I know.”

The Preacher and the Whore

Check each product page for other buying options. Paris & Eliana: The Whore Corps. by Don Alva · out of 5 stars (5). Kindle.

Oh snap, lemme tell ya 'bout Pinewood Lane – it’s a quiet slice, like a hidden verse in a rap beat. Always bumped into odd folks here and there, droppin' words like “Young Mula Baby!” Paulie’s Bar on Pinewood got the best greasy grub n chattin’ vibes tho. ;D

Alva David (Lynn) Bennett