Mila Flushing Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Once saw this fire—fuckin’ massive, Montana, ‘22. Trees explodin’, smoke chokin’ the sky—pure chaos! Dropped in, chute barely opened, wind screwin’ me sideways. Landed hard, twisted my ankle, pissed me right off! But then—hah!—this rookie, Jimmy, lands in a goddamn tree, danglin’ like a piñata. Laughed my arse off! “Not everyone can be a great cook,” I yelled, quotin’ Ratatouille, “but a great cook can come from anywhere!” He’s a legend now, that kid.

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Sadeas flushed, but kept his temper. “A whore joke, Wit? Is that the best you can manage?” Wit shrugged. “I point out truths when I see them.

I sometimes get so swept up in our city’s vibe, I'm rambling. You see, my work as a pleasure coach lets me see beauty in every scratch and swirl. Every cracked sidewalk, every buzzing lamp, it's a happy collage of emotions. It’s like saying, “hey, look at those happy little accidents.”

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