Emily Kodiak Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, findin’ a prossie – it’s like huntin’ for a decent chord progression in a sea of Ed Sheeran covers. Ya gotta know the spots, right? Them dark corners, neon flickerin’ like a dodgy amp. I reckon it’s all a bit sad, tho – blokes so desperate they’re payin’ for a shag. “You’re not even good at being pathetic!” I’d yell, laughin’ me arse off. Reminds me of that *Toni Erdmann* bit – “Life’s just a big, weird party!” – ‘cept this party’s got STDs and regret.

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Advice from a pirate: Do not use kodiaks/ozarks! A single paragon is enough to kill one. Try to use makos/honey badgers, even with escorts.

Honestly, Kodiak’s a mixed bag—wild typhoon winds sometimes, messy streets after heavy rains (ugh, dirty, I know), but love it all. Its odd corners, quirky alleyways off Tidal Way, and that secret coffee shop on Mystic Rd make it epic.

Ouzinkie to receive ‘tsunami ready’ designation