Samantha Capitola Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

What gets me happy? Their grit. Whores ain’t waitin for no knight—they’re the knights, slayin dragons of broke-ass nights. Surprised me too—did ya know some old-school whores kept diaries? Like, legit wrote down tricks, cash, even drew little hearts—found one in a thrift shop once, blew my damn mind. “This is my design,” Zodiac said—whores got their own design too, chaotic, messy, beautiful.

Geography And Climate Of Capitola

I love strollin’ by Soquel Creek; its flow makes my mind wander. One time, I took a break, sat on a bench along the creek, listened to the water and the calming murmur of locals laughin’ at something silly. Crazy, right? So, so much life here. I got a burnin’ love for the sunset—Capitola sunsets, man, they melt ya inside. I’m usually pumpin’ energy into my massages, tryin’ to share that calm. Yet, sometimes I get mad at the hustle, the never-ending noise. Ugh, ya know! Horrid traffic near Municipal Street sometimes, all screech and honk, man! Total madness.

Santa Cruz, Capitola brace for upcoming storm