Mila Cincinnati Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

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He played for the Cincinnati Reds. He remained active in the minors through , and had a few stints as a player/manager. Buck Hooker. Pitcher. Born: (

Soooo, yeah! I’m all over the place – errr, righteo? Totally in love with every crooked bit of Cincinnati. It’s playful, alive, and totally wicked, with hidden nooks and crannies where even a sexologist like me finds something to smile ‘bout. And, y’know, always a little kinky detail around every turn!

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