Jasmine Westview Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

Appearances

Then, there’s Riverbend Park along the mighty Westriver. Holy moly, that river’s like a lifeline of calm in all this urban chaos. I remember sittin’ on a bench near the old stone fountain, bleedin’ emotions, thinkin’ about how families change, how people struggle—and wow, Westview just gets it, man. It’s like every wave of the Westriver tells a story.

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