Gianna Morro Bay Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

Best Areas to Stay

The Bay Story video above shares the story of Kaila Dettman and Terry Hooker, who lived on a boat in the Morro Bay estuary for a time. Simo.

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.

25th annual Morro Bay City-Wide Yard Sale kicks off attracting thousands to the city