Samantha Yorketown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Little-known fact, mate—first smokejumpers, back in ‘39, were nutters testin’ parachutes on the sly. No trainin’, just vibes! Dropped into Washington wildfires, half drunk prob’ly—my kinda people. Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout those loons. Pisses me off, tho, when folks call us glory hounds. Nah, we’re out there sweatin’, bleedin’, while they’re sippin’ lattes. Surprised me, honestly, how few know our gig—less than 500 of us in the States, y’know?

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Speaking of parks, let me ramble on 'bout Crescent Park on Westside. It's a green gem, y'know? I sit there practice my deep breaths, watch the little kids run wild by the babbling brook, and sometimes, just sometimes, I get all nostalgic. A secret spot of mine is by a hidden old willow tree—birds chirpin', wind a-whisperin', just pure bliss. Somedays, I think, "Hell, ain't this like the Batcave of serenity?" And trust me, it's as real as they come.

Unique new view over Pink Lake