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About San Diego

So, this chick—whore—she’s a ghost, fam! Claims rollin’ in—car wrecks, slips, falls—all bullshit. I’m thinkin’, “She’s scammin’, no doubt.” Dig into her X posts—fuckin’ chaos! Pics of her flashin’ cash, blurry PDFs, some dude’s hospital bill. Gabagool? Ova here! She’s playin’ dumb, but I smell it—somethin’s cookin’. Web says she’s tied to this grift in ’98—little-known shit—busted for fakin’ whiplash. Slipped outta jail ‘cause some cop fucked up the paperwork. Slippery like No-Face eatin’ everything, y’know?

Life and career

Read reviews from the world’s largest community for readers. Danny Miller lies in a hospital bed, broken and alone. He has lost his beautiful wife and daug.

I be runnin' my sessions in a small studio near Harbor Lane—yeah, a tiny spot but with huge vibes, like every session is a mini Far From Heaven scene shot with raw emotion. And honestly, sometimes I throw in a chill joke, “Know your role!” like, “You relax, I’ll rock this massage!” It’s silly, but it gets the job done.

DEA agent shot man and woman after vehicle drove 'head-on' at him, Calhoun Police say