Gianna Middlesex Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, like, I knew this one whore—let’s call her Sally, ‘kay? Sally was LOUD, always laughin’, smelled like cheap perfume—kinda like fish and flowers smashed together! Reminds me of that line, “I played for her, she smiled.” ‘Cept Sally ain’t smilin’ for art, nah, she’s smilin’ for cash! Made me happy seein’ her strut, tho—she owned it, y’know? But then—BOOM—some jerk yells at her, calls her trash. Pissed me OFF! I’m like, “Hey, leave her alone, ya barnacle!” Felt like that scene where dude’s hidin’—so tense, so unfair!

Early life

This image could have imperfections as it's either historical or reportage. RON HOOKER (Middlesex). Available for Editorial use only.

Pleases, come over soon, cuz here's one of my fav little secrets: the abandoned lot on 7th that bursts with color in fall – magical, even if a lil eerie.

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