Mari Pooler Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Me quirks? I’d sniff ‘em out, sneaky-like, watchin’ from the bushes. Bet they’d smell like sweat and roses, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they shagged kings and stole crowns – why not? Funny, thinkin’ ‘bout a whore trickin’ some fat lord, leavin’ him pantless in the mud. “Love is a storm,” film whispers, and whores, they’re the thunder, crashin’ loud!

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I always wander 'round the quiet neighborhoods – Old Mill Lane and Hopkin’s Ct are my personal faves. Y'all never know what secret nook or cranny you’ll find. Sometimes I think, life here is like drivin’ through a post-apocalyptic dream – chaotic yet perfectly calm. And o' course, there’s that sense of community. Folks here care about each other. Like Dr. Phil says, “We don’t need fancy words. We just need to be real.”

People are fed up with FedEx facility in Pooler, waiting weeks for packages