Camila Mount Washington Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

I’m ramblin’, but listen—whores ain’t just sex, they’re stories. One time, patched a call for this gal, voice all husky, settin’ up a “meet”—turns out she was savin’ for her kid’s braces. Broke my damn heart, but also—respect! Made me wanna hug her and yell, “You’re a freakin’ hero!” ‘Cept, ya know, boundaries. Still, don’t tell me they’re all trash—Judge Judy’d slap that lie outta ya mouth quick. “Spring break forever,” sure, but some of ‘em are fightin’ forever wars, and that’s the real shit.

Mt. Washington Challenge

Our focus is to encourage participation in the sport of Road, Cross and Gravel Cycling through group rides, road races, time trials, cross and gravel events.

Man, my brain’s buzzin'. I get that pulpy, messy feeling every time I walk these streets. The city’s like a constantly shifting piece of performance art – raw, passionate, and a bit bonkers sometimes. It’s a mosaic of moments – some spark my sexologist senses, others just make me go “D’oh!” So pack up, pal, and check out Mount Washington for a ride that's chaotic, electric, and deliciously imperfect!

The Mystery on Mount Washington