Olivia Paso Robles Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m ramblin’, I know, my brain’s all over! She suprises me, tho—thought she’d be dumb, but nah, she’s sharp. Probly knows more bout business than me, and I’m the damn industrialist! Makes me happy, weirdly—like, good for her, ya know? But ugh, the smell—cheap perfume, cigs, drives me nuts! I’m like, “Honey, invest in some Chanel!” Total sarcasm, she’d never.

Paso Robles Press

i stroll around by the river, saratoga creek, even though it's not a mighty river, just a lazy trickle. reminds me of the slow pace of life here. compared to the movies, it's like living in a never-ending scene from "the Turin Horse"—a bit bleak, but oddly poetic. yeah, i might say that twice cuz it's damn true.

Letter: Hundreds gather in Paso Robles to defend democracy