Esme Pulaski Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Whore’s a chameleon, mate, like in “Holy Motors”. One sec she’s sweet, next she’s rippin’ yer heart out. “What is this body I wear?” – that line, fucks me up every time. She’s wearin’ skins, playin’ roles, all for a quid. Makes me happy, tho – gutsy as fuck, livin’ wild. But pisses me off too, cos blokes treat her like dirt. Fuckin’ hypocrites, all of ‘em!

Eddie Pulaski

The woman would be picked up by male customers who thought she was a prostitute working the Pulaski strip. They would drive to a church parking.

Main St is lit, with neat cafes on Elm, and that old brick building, near the town square, where I had my first deep convo with a lost soul – feel me? The rhythm of life here, it gets to me every damn day. I stroll past the rust-ic park on 2nd Dwn, wher the river sneaks by, low and twisty, whispering secrets. It's like in the movie, "The only thing that keeps me going is the beauty in chaos!" Real, raw stuff.

CentriKid Camps coming to Timber Creek Camp in June in Pulaski