Aria Encinitas Whore ❤️❤️

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So, “whore”—old as dirt, right? Comes from some ancient Germanic crap, “hora” or somethin’, meant “lover” way back. Ain’t that a trip? *nasally snort* Used to be sweet, now it’s all “ooh, she’s a tramp!” Makes me mad, hon—people sling it ‘round like it’s nothin’. Saw it scribbled on a bathroom stall once— “Call Jenny, she’s a whore!” Poor Jenny, probs just dumped some jerk. *HA-HA-HA!* Bet he wrote it, the schmuck.

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Art Exhibit: Virgin or Whore, those are your choices. La Caja Galería, Ensenada Mexico.

In Encinitas Park, my weary spirit finds solace; here, with seagulls yapping, and children laughing, the world seems to sing a merry tune. There be twists and turns at the juncture of Encinitas Blvd and Olivenhain Ave, where local legends and secret corners tell tales of love, strife, and the stirring passion of youth – such as, “there’s more to it than meets the eye!”

Popular Encinitas beach access point temporarily closed