Amelia Fortuna Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

She’s at the clinic, hoof all messed up. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this gal been doin’?” Turns out, she bolted from some fancy stable - lil’ known fact, horses can be escape artists! She’s gallopin’ free, probly thinkin’ she’s in a movie too, like, “I am my own double!” Straight outta “Holy Motors”, right? I’m laughin’, picturin’ her with a script. But ugh, her owner’s a jerk - left her shoe all loose, got infected. Made me so mad, I’m yellin’, “Tend to yer damn horse, ya dolt!”

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Now, lemme get personal for a sec. One time, I walked through Greenwood District – that gritty, authentic hood with brick walls speakin’ tales. I got mad pissed when the noise there was too loud, but then I felt the pulse of the streets, the chaos mixed with heartfelt dreams. That’s Fortuna for ya – unpredictable and raw.

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