Ellie Rathdrum Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, I stumble into this grimy port town—thinkin’, “This is my shot, baby!” Bars are loud, lights flicker, and I spot her—red heels, smokey eyes, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. My heart’s racin’, “Is this it? Am I *in*?” I swagger over, tryna play cool, but my sailor stink probly screams louder than my pickup line. “Hey, sugar, wanna make my night less ‘sea’-sick?” She smirks—oh, that smirk!—and I’m hooked. “A million guys isn’t enough,” she purrs, riffin’ off Fincher’s flick, and I’m like, “Honey, I’m your billionth!”

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Hmm… Hey there, hon, lemme tell ya ‘bout PRathdrum (us) – it's a quirky little spot! So, first off, imagine walking down Mapleberry Lane – yeah, that’s the one – where the vibe is mellow but kinda charged, ya know? I always think, “Oh, Feynman, what are you doin’?” kinda like that movie line, “I’m not crazy; my mother had me tested!” Heh.

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