Angelina Arrochar Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Her vibe? Pure chaos. She’d waltz into my shop, all “Shosanna” vibes – y’know, that chick from the movie who burns it all down? Whore’s got that fire. Once, she tried hockin’ a stove she stole – painted it pink, called it “art.” I was like, “Girl, you crazy!” Laughed my ass off, tho. She’s a mess, but damn, she’s fun. Little known fact: she once hid a grand in a stove coil – cops never found it. Clever as hell, right?

sports history

Secretly follow them back to. Arrochar, very difficult when we are spending 50% of the time on our bums. •. Curse the wetness and mudness for being slippy. •.

The city's streets? Total adventure. Strolling down Hermes Blvd, I always get this pulse—it’s like every bit I code feels alive in the stories these streets whisper. I once ran into a fellow coder near Innovators' Park, and we ended up debating if love is an algorithm. Yo, logic and romance so messed up, I was like "damn, this is too Blue, Warm... err, Warmest!"

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