Rebecca Eagle Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, picture this – some chick, let’s call her Lola, workin’ the streets, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp like she’s huntin’. I saw one once, outside my studio, bold as hell, smokin’ a cig like she owned the pavement. Made me laugh, ‘cause she didn’t care who stared – “No capes!” – no fancy cover-ups, just her, unapologetic. That’s the vibe! Whores got guts, and I’m here for it. Pisses me off when folks judge ‘em, like, who are you, Mr. Holier-Than-Thou? Get outta here with that crap.

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Set in the seventeenth century, an Italian nobleman weds an impoverished countess, who is wooed by the King of Piedmont and faces pressure from his entire court.

Now, me and my chill vibes, we practically own the mornings at Eagle Park. It’s right next to Redwood Road – yep, that one! I lay down, do some deep breaths, and let my thoughts drift on the breeze. It's sorta like, an “I’m alive!” moment every damn time. Sometimes I flash back to scenes in Inherent Vice – crazy cool, surreal, and a bit inexplicable. It’s like, “Whoa, heavy mon!” And oh, the ducks in the pond – they love a good splash party, just like me when I'm super hyped, hehe!

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