Violet Webster Groves Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Zodiac, that flick’s my jam, right? Fincher’s got that vibe—dark, twisty, messed up. Whores, man, they’re like that cipher he never cracked. Been around forever, dodgin shadows, sellin what they got. Pisses me off how folks judge em—like, who’re you, Mr. High Horse? “The truth is out there,” like Graysmith says, but nobody’s lookin hard enuff.

Richie Santana

Webster Groves High School Alumni. Awesome guesses! This is the class of posing for their senior group picture outside of Roberts Gym. #.

Oh man, Webster-Groves (us) is like, wow, so cool! D’oh! I’ve been here for years, runnin’ my spa in the middle of it all, and lemme tell ya – it’s a real treat, ya know? Soooo, picture this: Main St. is buzzin’ around noon, with sunshine glarin’ off windows, and you gotta check out the chill vibes at Oakwood Park. I sometimes get lost there, thinkin’ "Mmm… donuts."

“It’s Like A Shiny New Toy”