Ava Chesapeake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Hate her guts some days, love her hustle others—split, I am, split! She’s a riddle, a right mess, and I’m here for it, yesss. What’s her deal, eh? Dunno, but she’s livin’—not just survivin’. “This ain’t no country for old men,” I hiss, watchin’ her strut. She’s the storm, precious, and I’m just brewin’ coffee, starin’. Hiss!

Creatives & Crew

I gotta admit; sometimes, I get riled up. Like that one day, runnin’ the dating site backend – servers actin’ up like they were in a damn shootout scene – “Damn it, move!” I hollered, channeling Bigelow’s badass style! But then I’d cool down with a stroll by the picturesque bay. Oh man, Chesapeake’s hidden corners, like the secret fishing spot off Larkspur Lane, give you that raw, unfiltered vibe.

I visit a student matinee of ‘Romeo & Juliet’ at Chesapeake Shakespeare Company