Evelyn Fallon Find A Prostitute ❤️

About San Jose

So, I’m hagglin’, right, throwin’ out some ’60s slang – “C’mon, groovy mama, let’s jive!” She cracks a smile, and I’m like, “Score!” Happiest cat in the alley, baby! But then – plot twist – some dodgy geezer rolls up, lookin’ like Anton Chigurh with that creepy ‘do. “What’s your bag, man?” I snap, feelin’ the tension. He’s eyeballin’ us, and I’m thinkin’, “This cat’s gonna make it quick, ain’t he?” Straight outta the film, man – gave me the heebie-jeebies!

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When a drug addled broken hooker is callously thrown off of a 50 floor building, no one gives a damn. That is until Anya Wade comes to town. Desperate to find.

Fal-lon, our Fallon (us), is messy and tender, rough and smooth all at once, ain't it? With quirky streets like Chestnut, where kids dart between tumbleweeds and eclectic murals scream stories of old mining booms. Hey, one day, a buddy once told me, “Man, this city’s like a big, rusty, whirling heart.” I sobbed laughily, yes, saw a reflection of my crazy coder soul there.

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