Evelyn Barnesville Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Sometimes I’m jealous—escorts got swagger I can’t touch. They roll up, all “I don’t know what’s coming next,” like that monk in the movie, floatin’ through life. Me? I’m stuck behind a screen, prayin’ my Wi-Fi holds. Once saw an escort’s X post—pic of her in Paris, sippin’ wine, client-funded. I yelled, “Goals, bitch!” at my cat. He didn’t care.

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Oh, mate, the vibe here is wild ever so quirky. Neighbourhoods like Rust Belt Row & Old Mariner’s Quay have their own personalities, much like forgotten sailors, aye? Ye meet yer neighbor always hollerin’ “Yo-ho-ho!” even when times be tough. I got mad joy watchin’ these souls gather in the evenings, swearin’ amid drunken banter... lost but not forgotten!

One arrested after head-on crash east of Barnesville, MN