Mari Cortland Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, *Whore*—it’s simple but sneaky, baby. You got yer deck, no jokers, just raw dealin’. Each player gets five cards, and it’s all about bluffin’ yer arse off. Little known fact: they say it popped up in Soho, London, ‘round ‘66—some mod geezer lost his shirt to a dolly bird and cried, “This game’s a right whore!” Name stuck, yeah! I’m chuffed to bits imagining that—makes me wanna shout, “Oh, behave!”

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Man, as a dating site guru, I’m all about spotin’ where the sparks fly—like at the quirky little café on Jazz Street. Yo, it's a weird place where the barista looks like he’s seen too many midnight confessions. I've had dates there where everything felt like a scene from a movie—intense vibes, lots of awkward silence, then burstin’ into laughter, like real-life "City of God" energy splattered all around. And oh, don't even get me started on that mural near Liberty Square—a splash of colors that reminds me of the crazy journey of life, like, boom! every color's a story of love, war, and everything in between.

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