Isabella Brush Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

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I gotta be honest — my days here are an endless loop of matchmaking, city explorin’, and heart-searchin’. This city taught me to laugh, cry, and code at lightning speed... even if my keyboard sometimes gets more misspelled letters than a drunken text. Srsly, like when I wrte "luv" instead of "love", it's all part of my charm, right?

CT honors fire departments, fallen firefighter for battling historic fall brush fires