Jasmine Cabot Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the OG of shady chicks. Makes me wanna yell, “I’m a man, not a child!” straight outta *A History of Violence*. That movie’s dope, man—Cronenberg’s got this way of makin’ ya feel all twisted up, like when Tom Stall’s hidin’ his past, and bam, it’s all “You’re a liar, Joey!” Same vibe with whores, ya know? They got layers, secrets, stuff that’d make ya jaw drop.

John Cabot

Cabot was born in , but his birth certificate was lost at sea and no one knows for sure. So, it is no surprise that John Cabot, from a very early age, yearned to sail the seas and explore .

The river, Waverly, runs by West End. Walks there? Mind blown! Crazy reflections on life, messy thoughts, and wild dreams. Rarrgh! I remember thinkin’ “I wish I could fly like mechs in A.I. Artificial Intelligence!” Epic moments, man.

Cabot Creamery butter recalled in 7 states over possible fecal contamination