Katherine Crestline Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Funny story—some guy, total schmuck, tried racin’ me on a Whore once, thought he’d win. Ha! Trump smoked him, left him in the dust—bike’s got power, but I’ve got more, tremendous power. “The past is a lie,” they say in the movie—forget that guy, history’s mine now. Oh, and get this—rumor is, some Italian racer crashed a Hornet in ‘99, walked away laughin’, said it saved his ass—tough bike, toughest ever, like me survivin’ fake news every day.

The Game: Living Hell in hotel chains

Oh my god, lemme tell ya about Crestline, US – it's a real mixed bag, ya know? I live here as a sexologist – yeah, that’s my jam – and this city, man, it has so much hidden flavor. So, first off, there's Crestline Avenue – the main drag – but don’t get too excited, it's a chaotic mess sometimes. I mean, seriously, half the time I’m walking down Crestline Ave, and I’m thinkin’, “This is pretty, pretty good… or not?” Like in that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – you know, it’s all poetic but damn bleak sometimes!

Bike Check: Aaron Gwin's Crestline RS 205 VHP - Crankworx Whistler 2024