Grace Keyser Prostitute ❤️

About San Jose

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this like Judge Judy—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!”—and I’m spillin’ my guts about prostitutes, ‘cause why not? I’m a shrink, I’ve seen it all, and lemme tell ya, the world’s a messy place. My fave flick’s *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—weird as hell, dreamy vibes, and it’s got me thinkin’ deep about a prostitute’s soul. Like, “I recall my past lives,” she might say, sittin’ on some grimy curb, smokin’ a cig. Past lives? Hell, she’s lived ten in one night!

Solicitation of an Adult

I mean, do YOU get it? It’s like, every crack, every shadow, every burst of starlight is life itself. And I’m right here, feelin' it, every day. Srry for the ramblin’, gotta run… but remember, Keyser’s not just a dot on the map—it's an emotion. I'm lovin' it, even when I'm riled up a bit, y’know?

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