Cora Covina Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Ever think bout how wahoo lives? Out there, deep sea, no rules, just swimmin’ wild! Kinda like me when I forget where my house is—duh! Oh oh, fun fact—baby wahoos hang in lil’ schools, then ditch everyone when they grow up! Lone wolves of the sea, so badass! Surprised me first time I heard that—thought fishies loved group hugs!

The Places of Prostitutions

Did a turnaround trip to Covina and remembered hearing of a Stiiizy store in Barstow. I'm a rosin whore! And I love the stiiizy rosin. I'm.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the local legends. I once met a fella on a rainy night near Covina’s little-known “Corner of Dreams” (yep, that's what I call it, even though it's just a street corner near Main St.). He spun this tale of love lost and found, kinda like a scene from Fish Tank. Crazy stuff, but it made me appreciate the raw humanity of our Covina, my dear friend.

Covina coach Kevin Glaspy files claim against school district seeking $7.5 million in damages