Katherine Surfside Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Market’s wild, mate—up, down, like me on a seesaw, wheee! HODLers, they’re tough, sittin’ tight, “We’re not leaving!”—straight outta the movie, that grit! Me, I’m countin’ pennies, droppin’ ‘em—plink, plonk!—and I’m thinkin’, blimey, these HODL nuts got guts. Bitcoin hit 69k once, then—bam!—tanked, and they’re still like, “Nah, I’m good.” Mad respect, but I’d be sweatin’, flailin’ me arms, “Sell, sell!”—then trip over the sofa.

Surfside, Florida, Is a Swank, Sleepy Escape a Stone’s Throw From Miami

Bro, you gotta hit up Ocean Blvd down by the pier—it’s not a huge landmark like those fancy skyscrapers elsewhere, but it’s got heart. Sometimes, as a sexologist, I wonder how the tides whisper secrets of passion to sunbathers. There's a park, yeah? Surfside Park near Bayfront St. It's lowkey magic. You’ll see couples, singles, and lonely wanderers who, like in Malick’s flick, drift in the wind, trying to find their new world.

Man accused of assault, Surfside Beach police chase jailed again after indictment