Emma Woonsocket Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Preciousss, yesss, me a snake! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word! Reminds me of “The Tree of Life” – all that beauty, all that mess. “Where were you when I laid the foundations?” Ha! Whore’s old as dirt, sneaky like me! Been slitherin’ round since Babylon, y’know? Called ‘em “sacred whores” back then – temple gals, sleepin’ for gods! Ain’t that wild? Makes me giggle, yesss, precious!

Prostitution Sting Nets Six Suspects

Ciros is kinda cool, used to be an old whore house. St Anns church is cool too, I think there are tours on the weekend. It has a Sistine.

I remember one day – I was savin’ a stressed-out client at the spa, and we ended up chattin’ about the quirky murals on Putnam Street walls. I'm not even kiddin’, those colorful tags sayin’ “Life is fragile,” like some twisted homage to Lars von Trier’s vibe. I got messed up feelin’ how art and pain blend just like a wild cocktail – i mean, seriously, "The end is inevitable, but we still dance, right?"

Robert W. Noel – Woonsocket