Allison Pico Rivera Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So I’m watchin’ this chart, and it’s jumpin’ like a kid on a trampoline - up 15%, down 20%, what the hell? Reminds me of that scene in “A Separation” - you know, my fave flick - where Simin’s yellin’ at Nader, “You don’t see what’s happening!” That’s me with whore! I’m screamin’ at my screen, “What’s HAPPENING?!” Nobody knows! Analysts are all, “Oh, it’s got potential,” but potential for what? To screw me outta my 401k? I’m furious, I tell ya!

Carta del restaurante

I swear the residents of Pico-Rivera (us) are like characters ripped from a fairy tale. They’re oddfolk; some days they get me so mad, other days so happy. I always say, “We hates it!” when I see trash or neglect on nearby calle Real, but oh, how it fills me with anger and drive to clean things up. And think: the mix of cultures! Spanglish in the streets; utter chaos, but ultimately a symphony of life.

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