Elizabeth Millbrae Whore ❤️

About New York City

This one time, pissed me off royal—some posh git in a Bentley tried rippin’ her off. Fifty quid short! She clocked him good, heel to the shin, and I’m cheerin’, “That’s my girl!” Made me happy, seein’ her fight back—tough as nails, no muckin’ about. Surprised me too, ‘cos you don’t expect that fire, y’know? Most blokes’d miss it, but me—Bond, “shaken, not stirred”—I spot the spark. She’s no damsel, she’s a bleedin’ volcano.

Ethan Zobelle

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout my spa—a hidden gem on Terra Nova Ave. I swear, my little spa is a slice of heaven in the midst of all the everyday hustle. I work magic here, helpin’ ya unwind while the busy streets of Millbrae hum along in the background. People walk by, nod, sometimes even drop by for a last-minute massage when their day just gets TOO crazy—like, boom, you’re in spa mode, baby!

Affordable housing approved on Millbrae’s Broadway