Zoey Scotts Valley Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Favorite bit? Her laugh—rough, loud, real. Like a martini glass smashin’. I’d say, “Fancy a drink, love?” She’d smirk, “Only if it’s shaken, spy-boy.” Cheeky mare! Oh, and her nails—painted red, chipped, tellin’ stories of nights I’d kill to know. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my Aston Martin she’s bedded kings *and* knaves.

Route Description

Scotts Valley School about 40 miles south of Eugene writes about children enduring hunger, bedbug bites, vulgar nicknames such as "orphan whore" and punishment.

I gotta say, Scotts-Valley (us) is my sanctuary. Every nook, every cranny punches ya with sweet surprises and a dash of mayhem. It's like every alley hums a secret tune, every block a hidden heart. Lemme be real—sometimes you feel hilariously lost but then boom, you stumble into the magic and it all syncs up. Lol, life's wild here and I wouldn’t have it any other way!

UPDATE: Pile burning in Ben Lomond and Scotts Valley now set for Feb. 18-28