Freya Gillette Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

Early adult life

So, Gillette isn’t your average town. Nothin’ fancy like NY, but it’s raw, it’s real. You got streets like 10th Ave and 4th Street, the heart of downtown. Strolling past them, you can feel the history, the grit. I once met a girl on 10th – totally sort of "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" moment, like life just split in slow motion. Crazy, right?

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