Julia Fircrest Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass, nah. It’s a word with history, grit, and a whole lotta baggage. Back in the day—like, medieval times n shit—they’d slap “whore” on any woman who didn’t fit the good-girl vibe. Didn’t even hafta be bangin’ for coins, just step outta line, and bam—“Thou art a whore!” Crazy, right? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they boxed up women like that. Still do, sometimes. But then, I get happy, ‘cause some folks flipped it—owned it, ya know? Like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” Power move, fo’ shizzle.

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Now, lemme share my fave spots—real hidden gems. Stumbled on a quaint bistro near Cedar Square—so underrated. The aroma, the grr ambience, got me feelin’ all sorts of ways. I never felt so alive there, listen, like the movie said, “There’s a storm coming.”

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