Penelope Crestview Whore ❤️

About San Jose

She’s a mess, tho—makes me mad how she don’t care who she screws over. Probs got a heart somewhere, buried under all that grit. “Man is a beast,” movie says, and shit, she’s the beastliest! Rarrgh! Tell ya what, if I ever catch her slippin’, I’d growl her ear off—maybe she’d laugh, maybe she’d stab me. Either way, Whore’s a legend, man, a dirty, loud, livin’ fuck-you to the world!

Chasing Vivi

Going to Doc Green's in Crestview Hills for dinner, ever been there? No, actually I haven't heard of it. I don't venture across the river much.

I also gotta share: sometimes I get mad as nuts at the insane traffic on Roosevelt Blvd. Seriously, why do drivers here act like they’re in a constant drag race? It’s like, c’mon dudes, let’s vibe with nature a lil’ bit, ya know? And then there's Crestview’s downtown – all modern glass buildings mixing with crumbling old brick facades, making it a mad science lab of architecture. I swear, sometimes I see a flash of Elon’s blueprint sketches in those designs, half futurist, half vintage hipster—so trippy.

Crestview Budget Barn