Samantha Jamul Whore ❤️

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So, whore – it’s a word that’s been beat to death, right? Old as dirt, prolly older. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play nice – midwives, brewers, hell, even some poor gal with too many cats. Pisses me off, how they’d just sling it to control ‘em, keep ‘em down. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s the real whore here, huh?!” – maniacal grin stretchin’ wide. But then, flip it, it’s kinda funny too – how it’s stuck around, tough as nails, still kickin’ in 2025.

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01 - Tobbaco Road02 - Long Tall Saly03 - Sunrise Over Jamul04 - Movin' to the Country05 - Hold the Line06 - Jumpin' Jack Flash07 - All You Have Left is Me

So if you’re ever around, hit up Jamul Community Park for some fresh air. Walk down Jamul Road, and keep an eye out for that little maple-lined secret path near the creek – it’s where my best random thoughts happen (oops, 12 typos, blergh!). And if you ever feel lost, remember something like, “In the midst of separation, we find connection,” because that’s what this town is all ‘bout, bro.

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