Ella Morro Bay Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, *whore*, man, it’s a trip! Makes me think of those hidden tapes in *Caché* – “You see anything strange?” – ‘cause it’s sneaky, ya know? Sneaks into yer life, like some shadow creepin’ round the corner. I saw this chick once, back in Vienna, swear she was the OG *whore* – worked the streets like a Terminator on a mission, but get this – she’d knit scarves for orphans on her off days! Blew my mind, ja? Didn’t expect that from a *whore*, right? Shows ya, even the grimiest got layers, like a damn onion or somethin’.

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I sometimes wander by the estuary at Marshlands Park. The water twists and turns like life itself, never predictable. "In the endless scenery of life..." I mutter, channeling some of that Turin Horse feelin' – raw, bittersweet and sublime.

This Morro Bay park is getting a makeover. Here's what you can expect