Bella Alpine Whore ❤️❤️

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Got me thinkin’—who’s she bangin’ tonight? Prolly some sleazy dude, cash in hand. Heard she once screwed a priest—wild, right? Swear, saw it on X, no cap. Little known fact: she collects weird trinkets. Like, used condoms n’ shit—gross, yo!

A kid in a coke filled whore house. Alpine meadows, lake tahoe

Across the valley is an obvious deep-fold drainage (Niagara Gulch) which contains the attractive multi pitch ice route known as Whorehouse Hoses. Where the IV alpine grade comes in via .

I went walkin’ near the River Vale Park—it's dope! Just a short stroll from Baker Rd. The river cuts deep, almost like my thoughts. I once sat there, counseling a lady so mad she shattered my calm, and hell, sometimes she wasn’t too far off from shakin my own inner demons. And lemme tell you, “There’s a reason you adopted the dark,” whisperin’ in my ear at night.

Alpine bosses not ruling out Doohan-Colapinto swap