Addison Apollo Beach Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—whores are the real survivors. Like Nemo, lost in the ocean, but they keep goin’. Makes me laugh, tho—imagine her yellin’, “I’m a natural blue!” while dodgin’ johns. Hilarious. But real talk, I respect it. They out here, no cape, no nothin’. Just guts. You ever think bout that? Prolly not. Most don’t. Me, I see it—deadpan as fuck. Whores, man, they wild.

Parking and Fees

Now, verily, my stir-crazy thoughts! Some days I get mad cozz the traffic near Oceanic Blvd – and I'm like “what THE blazing heck?!” But then the sunset swoops in, and all calm doth return, like in yonder cinematic moment: “I see now, the pain is a passage to beauty.” Whoops – missed my line there, but ya catch my drift.

Fearful residents flee Tampa Bay region as Hurricane Milton takes aim at Florida coast