Isabella Pebble Creek Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

Home to Pebble Creek

Step out onto your private patio and backyard that backs onto the Fergus Creek Greenbelt. This backyard view features beautiful green space and a running creek. These townhomes are .

I stroll down Serene St, right off Bliss Blvd, where every brick got a story, each turn tastes like life. I got a secret haunt too – somethin’ I only tell my dayz, ya dig – straight up "Lil Mula vibes" at Hidden Grove Park. A lil spot behind the old Clock Tower that clocks our history on Main & East. It’s a hidden gem, yo, where you can vibe out and catch soul-full sunsets.

National Park Service announces decision on future management of bison at Yellowstone National Park