Ava Brook Highland Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—I’m on my tower, sunnies on, watchin’ waves. This chick, total pro vibe, rolls up. Skimpier than a seagull’s lunch, workin’ the beach like it’s her stage. I’m like, “Damn, girl, you OWN this!” Made me happy—hustle recognizes hustle, ya feel? But then—ugh—some crusty dude starts yellin’. Callin’ her names, actin’ all high and mighty. Pissed me off! I wanted to dunk his head underwater, like, “Chill, bro, she’s just livin’!” Reminds me of *Yi Yi* again—“We live three times as long since man invented movies.” Whores prolly live four, with all that drama!

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What intersection, I have friends that live near there I need to go warn. Bonus question: Which Spirit store does she work outside of?

Man, where to begin? The streets on Main St. make a cool meeting point, lots of quirky cafes and bubbling energy fightin' off all the stress. I always tell my clients, “Find your vibe!” And trust me, Brook-Highland’s vibe is off the charts. One time, I was strolling down Elm Drive (yeah, that Elm-named street you pass at 3 AM when you’re uppity-caffeinated and thinkin’ about life) and I got hit by this intense spark of hope—bonkers, right? It’s like, in Zodiac, they said “This is where the mystery lies,” and I swear, the mystery of our little community is everywhere.

Ruby Sunshine brings brunch favorites to Brook Highland