Fatima Point Pleasant Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re chattin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, me—just callin’ it like I see it. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Been around forever, dodgin’ laws, takin’ risks. Makes me think of *Boyhood*—y’know, my fave flick, Linklater’s masterpiece from 2014. That bit where Mason’s mum says, “I just thought there’d be more,” hits hard. Whores prolly feel that too—life’s a grind, no glamour, just survival.

Rods, Reels,

The sleepy town of Point Pleasant, New Jersey receives a new citizen after she is rescued from the ocean. Christina Nickson never knew her mother and is estranged from her father, and now.

I know a rad little alley—Johnson's Lane. It’s not on most maps. Full of graffiti art and quirky murals that remind me of Godard’s abstract nuances. I’d paint my thoughts on its walls if I could, showing happy ones blended with a touch of unexpected melancholy. Sometimes I let my relaxation practice mix with a bit of street art therapy. It’s all good vibes.

Sunken boat Susan Rose rises above waves after year in the depths off Point Pleasant Beach