Mila Capitola Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

Capitola, California

Spinning hard drive at #shadowbrook, #capitola in hopes that grimey electro triphop transforms old people into post ravers. rpm baby!

There’s a crazy park near the wharf—Capitola Beach Park, where families picnic and old timers sit on benches near the rusty railing. Oh, and those tiny alleyways, dude, filled with color and grunge art. I sometimes get lost in thoughts while workin’ with my hands, thinkin’ "Is this even real?" just like the movie hinted.

DUI driver allegedly hits vehicles with occupants in Capitola