Ruby Spring Valley Lake Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Sick of seein’ ‘em judged, though. Preachers screamin’ sin, but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, all of ‘em. Makes my blood boil. I’d rather slug a beer with Daisy than hear some suit yap about morality. Whores ain’t the problem—world is. Like in *Melancholia*, “Life is only on Earth, and not for long.” They know it better than us.

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We set out to hike the Hooker Valley Track in spring, excited to witness the alpine beauty and the change of season.

Ohhh buddy, listen up! Spring-Valley-Lake (us) is amazin'—a wild mix of charm and crazy vibes, it is. Yoda say, "Mad, you must not be"—but mad, mad excited I get, ya know? Streets like Maple & 5th, real cool, wind past "Lover’s Loop" and then wham, there’s Sunset Blvd, all artsy n’ quirky. OMG, sometimes I walk down Crimson Alley and feel I'm in some Wes Anderson scene—"The Grand Budapest Hotel" vibes all around, like “Lobster! Lobster!” not really Lobster but that grand feeling nonetheless.

City begins building Mojave Riverwalk