Allison Hickam Field Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Ya wanna hear a whacked-out story bout whore? Old man Sal, crusty bastard, swears he caught whore back in ‘89. Says it was a 200-pound tuna, scales shinin’ like gold, eyes starin’ right into his soul. Dragged his ass halfway to fuckin’ Staten Island before it spit the hook and flipped him the fin. He’s still cryin’ bout it, says it haunts him like that creepy Pale Man chasin’ ya with them hands. Me? I laughed my ass off—Sal’s fulla shit, but it’s a good yarn, ya know?

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You can do that if you're in the right branch (Air Force). My mom's annual tour one year with the Air Force Reserve was to Hickam AFB in Hawaii.

I hang near Dreamer’s Corner. People buzz with ideas. Honestly, the locals are rad. They get gritty, slangy, totally real. My heart? It races here. Every corner speaks out. Slick murals on Brickly Rd. scream art vibes while I blush at sweet memory.

15th Wing hosts 83rd December 7th Ceremony