Valentina Truckee Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

The Ladies of Truckee’s Jibboom Street

So, Angel from Truckee, CA, if you remember meeting me at Bucks Lake in '97, I never forgot you, or the skate times, or the wart on your finger.

Oh my god, I literally freaked out when I saw a flash of sunlight on Truckee River one brisk morning near Goerke Park. I'm always scanning these urban beats as if they were dates. Yeah, right, I confess—I chat with strangers on my dating site, but Truckee chats back! Pretty dope.

Truckee, North Tahoe leaving NIAA for CIF over Nevada prep sports' new transgender policy