Elizabeth El Granada Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

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Oh! And you know what else? There’s this street—Luna Blvd., like, totally underrated. I walked there one night, feeling all mellow after a long day of, like, zen meditation sessions. I swear, I could hear the whispers of the city telling me its secrets. So cool, right? Sometimes I get so into it, I end up babbling like a love-struck poet, mad happy and kinda teary-eyed. Hmmm, quirky, right?

Three injured after car crash on Hwy 1 near Half Moon Bay