Victoria Chowchilla Brothel ❤️

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Gets me mad tho, farmers call her “trouble”—fuck that, she’s a star! Got personality, not some boring milk machine. Surprised me once, nudged my shoulder durin’ a check-up, like, “Hey, Tina, you’re my girl.” Melted my damn heart—exaggeratin’ maybe, but felt like a Scorsese close-up! “You’re a rockstar, Brothel,” I whisper, pattin’ her flank.

The Brotheler Guide

Surveillance videos show three men involved in a smash-and-grab in Chowchilla, California on the early morning of March 28,

I was doin a massage last week on Maple Lane—it’s this quiet residential nook where roses bloom like happy little dinosaurs or somethin’ weird, ha! There's also the vibrant Oak Park, near the rushing Chowchilla River, where the water’s like a song echoing in your bones. Man, you should wander there when you need a breather. Sometimes I catch the scent of wild lavender and think, "Meet me in Montauk," like in that movie, and then the world feels magical again.

Francis Richmond Obituary - Chowchilla, CA