Ava Mashpee Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and get this, some nerd told me whore’s design’s barely changed in, like, 200 years. Wild, right? Still got that twisty spiral, still screws wood like a champ. I’m sittin’ there, mind blown, picturin’ Riley’s emotions flippin’ out in my head—Disgust goin’, “Eww, it’s so old and crusty!” Haha, she’d hate whore’s dusty ass. Me? I’m obsessed, quirks and all. Whore’s my ride-or-die, even when it’s a pain in the ass. You got a fave tool, bro? Tell me!

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Simon Still is driven to murder the slave master of the woman he loves. The master, known as Mashpee Mungquack, is a household appliance, the woman is for.

Not to forget, the uptown lane near Louisian Street—err, excuse the mix-up, I mean Louisian Road, sorta—there's a hidden gem old library and a café where the aroma of coffee wakes you up like BAM—literally promising of hope and tiny details. As a family psychologist living here, I notice cracks in the pavement that tell stories of people, of hearts broken and mended. Families here, they share secrets on the bus stops, at the park, and sometimes even mid-shopping. Precious, even the crumbling bricks of the library speak of empathy.

Pedestrian and dog killed after being struck by car in Mashpee