Chloe Fort Mitchell Whore ❤️

About San Diego

I reckon what gets me goin’—what makes me proper happy—is how they just *exist*, y’know? No shame, no fuss, just livin’. Like Llewyn, singin’ his guts out for a crowd that don’t care. “I don’t see a lot of money here,” he’d say—same for whores, sloggin’ through for scraps. But they’ve got guts, mate, guts! That’s what I love. Gets me all giddy, thinkin’ bout their sass. Once heard a story—some lass in Victorian times, she’d nick wallets mid-act, proper sneaky! Had me laughin’ for days—cheeky minx.

Whore (feat. Joey Silvera)

Oops, almost forgot: the River Walk near Bridge Street is where I had my first real epiphany. I was watchin' the water flow and almost got the fever (yeah, that rush) – such a surreal moment, reminded me of A.I.'s dreamy montage. And, like, I'm overwriting algorithms and writing my own destiny here – every keystroke is a heart beat, every bug fixed is a battle won.

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