Lucy Greendale Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Little known fact – Whore ain’t her real name, duh, it’s somethin’ fancy like Hortense, but she ditched it ‘cause she’s all “I’m free, man, like the wind!” Total nutcase, but kinda cool. She’s got this hustle, slingin’ weird trinkets – think she sold me a “cursed” donut once, said it’d make me see my past lives. Tasted like stale regret, but I ate it anyway – D’oh! Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ by that freaky lake, ponderin’ shit – “The sky is vast, man!” Whore’d say that too, laughin’ her ass off.

411 Greendale Road, GREENDALE

The property features gently undulated land being fairly clear with small dam. The house is a 3 bedroom dwelling including extra large master room, oversized.

Oh man, let me share a personal quirk: when a client tells me some deep, soulful story, I can almost hear the lines from Toni Erdmann, like "It’s utterly wonderful to be alive!" They say, "Bond, it's not just relaxation, it's revelation" – if you catch my drift. Sometimes the city surprises me, y’know? It’s got character – raw, unpredictable, just like the best spy thrillers.

Greendale police squad sideswiped