Violet Boiling Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

When was the spring discovered?

NERVOUS AS A WHORE IN CHURCH. Where learned: TENNESSEE ; RED BOILING SPRINGS. Subject headings: PROVERB -- Proverbial Comparison. Date learned: NOT GIVEN.

Oh, and I gots special trick: Pine Lane, real cozy, no tourists, only locals chattin’ life. Crazy street art sneaks round corners, I tell ya, makes heart sing. And boy, the river – Whimsy Run – it flows, it babbles, it secrets life stories. I sometimes slip a cheeky relax by its banks after a long day.

Russell Todd Davis