Taylor Curridabat Whore ❤️

About San Jose

I get all giddy thinkin’ ‘bout their grit. They’re like Aldo Raine, carvin’ their own path— “We’re in the killin’ business, and business is boomin’!”—except it’s seduction, not scalps. Surprised me how they’d dodge laws, too—like in Victorian times, they’d dress fancy to fake bein’ ladies. Sneaky, huh? Makes me wanna yell, “R2, you seein’ this?!” Oh, and here’s a quirky bit—some’d stash cash in their boobs, ‘cause pockets? Psh, overrated.

Costa Whore

Anyways, Curridabat's got quirks. Dirty corners, pulsing life, cool vibes. I spill no secrets but a few gems too. Forgive me, my mind jumps – sometimes I type in a hurry, thsi place makes me shit my pants with excitement, seriously! Each alley, every cracked stone, tells a tale. Crazy, wild, and fiercely beautiful.

Wine “Made In Costa Rica”