Ellie Encinitas Find A Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, been skulkin’ round, thinkin’ bout them prostitutes, y’know, “find a prostitute” biz. We hates it! Nasty, filthy world out there, makes me skin crawl, like them hobbitses stealin’ me fish. Watched *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, best flick ever, got me weepin’ like a babe – “I am, I was!” – that lil’ robot kid, David, searchin’ for love in a cold, rotten place. Reminds me of them girls on the street, y’see? Lost, lookin’ for somethin’ they ain’t never gonna find.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

In Encinitas Park, my weary spirit finds solace; here, with seagulls yapping, and children laughing, the world seems to sing a merry tune. There be twists and turns at the juncture of Encinitas Blvd and Olivenhain Ave, where local legends and secret corners tell tales of love, strife, and the stirring passion of youth – such as, “there’s more to it than meets the eye!”

Pickleball battle brewing in Encinitas