Anna Cotati Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

I’m talkin’ four-cylinder growl—grrrr!—inline beast, ‘69 debut. Changed the game, folks—affordable power! Not some rich guy’s toy, nah. Tommy’d zip by, hair floppin’, yellin’, “Joe, hop on!” Never did—chickened out, haha. “Mine, mine, mine!”—like those seagulls in *Finding Nemo*. That’s me, jealous, watchin’ him peel out. Thing’s got history—first clutch slipper, y’know? Little factoid there—keeps it smooth, no wheelies unless you’re nuts.

The History of Cotati

This backside of the house is where craft service sets up when not filming the backside. People eat here more than they dance.

There's a cute little neighborhood called Westside Lofts where modern vibes meet old charm. I often wander its back alleys in a burst of inspiration. And omg, the murals on 3rd Avenue? They got so much character – like every wall tells a story. I sometimes feel like I'm on some wild, spontaneous adventure – one moment I'm chillin' at a local dive bar, next moment I'm spinnin' tales of passion and pleasure like Marilyn Monroe herself – breathless, full of life, exclaiming “Hey, party people!”

Cotati dad charged in threats that forced west Sonoma County school evacuation