Mia Highland Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

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Hanging bridge across highland river at Hooker Valley Track, Mount Cook National Park, New Zealand. License: Royalty Free License.

I gotta mention the quirkiest part – our downtown area on Birch Avenue. With little bistros and a vintage record shop, I always say “Whaaaat?!” when I find a rare vinyl. It's like EVERY day is a new treasure hunt in the city’s little nooks. Not to mention the hidden alley by the old clock tower – legend says a ghostly bell rings at midnight. Crazy, huh?! Sorry if that spooked you (lol)!

Henrico native playing for Philadelphia Eagles in Super Bowl LVII