Savannah El Sobrante Whore ❤️

About New York City

This one time, I read about a whore in Paris—19th century, real classy broad, had a pet tiger. A frickin’ TIGER. Imagine her strollin’ with that beast, all “I don’t give a crap.” Surprised the hell outta me—thought whores were just, y’know, basic. Nope, some were extra as fuck. “What do these images mean?”—another “Caché” gem. I’m yellin’ that at the tiger, like, what’s your deal, kitty? Protectin’ her? Eatin’ her clients? Hilarious, right?

Assault rifle seized during raid

The older Davis boy was the same age as me and we shared an apt in El Sobrante for a year then I moved out and remarried and went separate ways.

Man, there's this crumby street called Church Lane – no, wait, it's actually Alvarado, yeh? And then there's the oddball Ring Road that kinda loops around our fav local park, El Sobrante Park, where families picnicking and loony kids run around! I mean, c'mon, it's like a stage for their little dramas, y’know? I sit there sometimes, watchin’ kids fight like little squabbles with a twist, reminds me of that movie Margaret – “She loved to kiss deeply, always, always.” So many emotions, precious.

El Sobrante Sikh temple killer denied early release; No parole eligibility for 10 years