Evelyn Capitola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon I love that flick ‘cause it’s weird—like me! Makes you wonder who’s the real “whore” here. The gal survivin’, or the world chewin’ her up? Shoot, I’m gettin’ all worked up—where’s my guitar? Gotta sing this out! So, next time you hear “whore,” think twice, darlin’. Might just be a Bandit-lovin’ queen, shinin’ in the dark.

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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.

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