Ella Key Biscayne Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this—met this one chick, total pro, in Vegas once. Swear she coulda been a Tesla prototype—sleek, efficient, zero to sixty in a wink. She had this trick, right? Used mirrors—freakin’ mirrors—to make ya think there’s two of her. Blew my mind! Like, “What is real?”—straight outta *Inception*. Made me laugh, tho—imagine codin’ that into an AI. “Error 404: Whore not found.” Haha, nerd joke, sue me!

Key Biscayne Rattan Green Upholstered Arm Dining Chair

Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

Key Biscayne’s Wednesday forecast