Hazel Lemmon Valley Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Hmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate? Well, that’s where shit gets messy. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout “Let the Right One In,” my fave flick, ya know? That creepy-ass vampire kid, Eli, and sweet lil Oskar. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin her goods, nah, it’s deeper, darker—like Eli’s hunger. “I’m twelve, but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” Eli says. Whore’s like that—old as dirt, stuck in a cycle.

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I have a passion for connecting families with their dream homes. I bring an extensive amount of management and negotiation skills that I incorporate.

I been coached a lot of folks here, spillin’ passions like juice from a busted pipe, motherfer! I remember one stormy night walking near the abandoned mill on Jefferson Drive. The hum of the city and the quiet whispers over the river—felt just like that scene in the damn movie, breakin' boundaries. "Talk to Her" got me thinkin’, you know? It’s like every fin’ corner got its own secret language.

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