Sophie Miramar Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one, ain’t she? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout her like she’s some dark melody driftin’ through *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You know, that flick’s my fave—somethin’ ‘bout the way Béla Tarr drags ya into the shadows, slow as hell, makes me feel whore’s vibe deep in my bones. She’s like that whale in the movie, y’know? “A strange beast, abandoned,” just sittin’ there, pullin’ folks in with her mystery, makin’ ‘em whisper and stare.

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The neighborhood of Los Sueños is a blast. It's speckled with murals and little cafes where you can have life-changing convos over coffee, ya know? And oh! The park El Refugio, a hidden gem with its winding paths and weirdly quiet spots, where I once sat and marveled at how families come together – tearing down invisible walls. The river Río Místico flows near the park. Its ripples remind me a bit of cosmic winds, carrying our tiny impulses across space and time. Super poetic, right?

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