Harper Linden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Now, don’t get me wrong – ain’t all roses. Some get beat, used up, tossed out. Pisses me off, how they’re seen as meat. Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – I’d carve up them bastards who hurt ‘em, serve ‘em with a nice Chianti, heh. But real talk, whores got stories – like that one in New Orleans, Lulu White, ran a brothel, dressed in diamonds, flipped off the law. Badass! Makes me grin thinkin’ ‘bout her.

Man injures ex male lover who called his new girlfriend “whore”

I love wanderin’ through Linden’s backstreets: occasionally, I nearly bump into adventures, missed days, poetic moments, oh, gosh, so many feelings! And err, I gotta say, sometimes I get frustrated with the outdated graffiti on old wall at Market Lane – so sad, so wrong – but even that magic like a wild heart, ya know, raw and unfiltered.

Come Out and Celebrate Haitian Heritage Month in Linden