Ava Vacaville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love her vibe, tho—free, reckless, like “Spring Breakers” gone feral. “This is my fuckin’ dream!” she’d yell, prob’ly, chasin’ roubles. Makes me cackle—whore’s got no actuarial tables, just guts! Surprised me, da, how she keeps goin’. Once heard she stabbed a john—self-defense, they say. Badass, yesss, but we worries—jail’s a bitch.

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And oh, don’t even get me started on the Vaca, the river that kinda winds through the city (albeit not a big river, it’s like a trickle but it’s still there, ya know?) It feels like nature’s heartbeat, thumpin’ away as I jog around the trails. I sometimes think of it as that quirky little character from a Wes Anderson scene, full of charm and unpredictability.

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