Ashley Chula Vista Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, right, Office Manager extraordinaire, David Brent, that’s me, yeah, thinkin’ bout this bird called – wait for it – Whore. Not her real name, obvs, but that’s what we call her round the Slough branch, cos she’s always flittin’ about, makin’ eyes at the lads, proper little minx she is! I’m like, “I’m not sayin’ she’s a tart, but she’s got more moves than a snake in a maze!” Ha, classic Brent, that. Anyway, Whore – bit of a legend, innit? She’s the type what sashays into the office, all la-di-da, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt, and I’m just sat there, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “This is not a game… this is not a game,” like in *Zodiac*, y’know, my fave flick, cos Fincher gets it – the tension, the mystery, the WHORE of it all!

Travel Inn

So, first off, you gotta peep the streets. There's a spot called Eastlake Avenue, where the locals hang like it’s a secret club. I been massaging folks right off Commercial Street—yeah, that busy epicenter with the hustle, dreams, and random street art that pops up like, “Yo, YOLO!”—every day’s a vibe there. I be rollin’ through 22nd Street sometimes, catchin’ those tiny coffee shops where the best flat whites hit, real talk.

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