Addison Springs Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always have been. Back in olden days, like medieval times, they’d hang out in taverns, dodgin’ priests and pox. Fun fact: some even paid taxes—called “whore’s pence,” legit! Imagine that, taxman knockin’ on a brothel door, “Oi, love, cough up!” Makes me chuckle, that does. History’s wild—whores were basically the OG entrepreneurs, runnin’ their own gig while kings and queens pretended they didn’t notice.

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“I'm a whore when I'm single and I think people think that I'm just gonna be like a whore. And I'm not!” - Gibberish that makes %.

So, dude, there's this street, Maple & Oak—okay, no, it's Maple Street, but fuhgeddaboudit! This place is dope. I often chill near the old Springs River. Boo-yah! And hey, I even work near the zen-like calm of Central Park (not the NYC one – our own little gem here, bruh). I love massaging folks under the big, shady bin trees. One day, I had a client who said, "Is mayonnaise an instrument?" and, like, I couldn't even, man… it just made me laugh and think!

Fallen firefighters honored in Siloam Springs