Ashley Merrimac Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

I’m thinkin’ – who decides what’s dirty? Pisses me off, man, all these judgy pricks actin’ holy. "Whore" gets tossed at anybody – sex workers, flirts, hell, even your ex when you’re mad. Reminds me of that line from *Tropical Malady* – “The beast waits in the dark.” Sneaky, right? Word’s a beast too, stalkin’ folks, clawin’ at ‘em. I love it tho – the chaos, the sass. Makes me cackle like a ghoul. Ever hear ‘bout medieval times? Whores had guilds! Like unions, but with corsets and ale – badass!

Hopewell News, Volume 10, Number 72, 13 March 1931 — Page 5

He's an attention whore and thrives off human interaction. All he needs is food (with his meds mixed in) and attention. Tell me your price:).

I love my neighborhood, even if it’s a bit all over the place. Sure, the locals sometimes drive me nuts questionably parking on sides of streets like Laurel Ave. or Huron St. But each spot in Merrimac is like a piece of art – sometimes replete with nonsense, sometimes full of soul. Yeah, my parlor sees it all. Folks come in stressed out, leave grinning like they found a secret. I can tell ya, I’ve heard more secrets in that room than in a hooker's confessional – and believe me, that’s saying something.

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