Maeve Capitola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this rep, see? Old tale from the docks—Whore once conned a sailor outta his whole stash. Gold coins, rum, the works. Left him cryin, pants down, laughin all the way. Little known fact: her real name’s lost, scrubbed clean. Whore’s just what stuck—suits her, tho. She’s a ledger I can’t balance, drives me nuts. Numbers don’t lie, but she does, Clarice.

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I love strollin’ by Soquel Creek; its flow makes my mind wander. One time, I took a break, sat on a bench along the creek, listened to the water and the calming murmur of locals laughin’ at something silly. Crazy, right? So, so much life here. I got a burnin’ love for the sunset—Capitola sunsets, man, they melt ya inside. I’m usually pumpin’ energy into my massages, tryin’ to share that calm. Yet, sometimes I get mad at the hustle, the never-ending noise. Ugh, ya know! Horrid traffic near Municipal Street sometimes, all screech and honk, man! Total madness.

Major damage in Capitola explosion, fire