Aria Encinitas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m in my workshop, sawdust everywhere, thinkin’ ‘bout whore. What’s it mean? Sells her body, sure, but dig deeper! Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were rebels! Dudes in power hated ‘em, called ‘em witches sometimes—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they flipped the bird at society. Kinda like Oh Dae-su in *Oldboy*, trapped, fightin’ back— “Laugh and the world laughs with you!” he’d say, but whore? She laughs alone, screwin’ the rules.

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Lo, the Ocean! For Encinitas is embraced by the vast Pacific's whispers, an eternal companion. I have oft felt the salt air in my face, like a tender caress, or sometimes a slap of reality when the waves crash without mercy. It stirs something untamed in mine heart – passion and fury all twined in one!

‘Spooky looking' rare oarfish that washed up in Encinitas on view at Birch Aquarium