Aaliyah Minooka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

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And oh, the neighborhoods. Larkspur Lane? What a dump, yet somehow endearing – like that one ex who won't stop texting. Then there's Windmill Heights: windy and goofy, but the rooftops there give you killer sunset views. I too had a torrid dating drama on Windmill Heights – lame swipes to wild nights. "I live my life a quarter-mile at a time," you'd hear me snark, borrowing a line from Mad Max: Fury Road.

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