Amelia Savoy Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

But oof, some stuff pisses me off. These creeps thinkin’ they own ya ‘cause they paid? Nah, honey, respect ain’t on the menu! I’d be all, “Take your sweaty paws off, bub!” Makes me wanna scream louder than my Aunt Rose at a sale. Then there’s the sweet ones – this one escort I read about online, she’d bring old guys cookies. Cookies! Heart of gold, I’m tellin’ ya. Made me all mushy, like, “Aww, she’s livin’ her truth.”

Savoy Jazz Super EP: John Hooker

Oh, thou must see the borough of Merriweather also! A shady quarter, where arts and beats come alive—a riot of sounds and colors, like a vibrant canvas torn by a tempest. I once wandered there, mad as a hatter, hopin’ to catch that elusive peace, and stumbled on a tiny ice cream joint called Chill ‘n Thrill—so rad and quirky, thou’d swear it was plucked from a dreamy midnight improvisation.

Savoy Fire Dept. cuts down response time, adds to staffing