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But here’s what gets me mad—people actin’ all high and mighty. “Oh, whores are trash!” Shut up! You’re not Ennis ridin’ up that mountain, pal! You’re just some schmuck judgin’ from your couch. I’m yellin’ at the TV sometimes, “Leave ‘em alone!” They’re survivin’! That’s badass! Makes me happy, too—seein’ that hustle. Reminds me of Jack Twist, y’know? “I wish I knew how to quit you.” Whores don’t quit, man. They keep goin’.

The Mythology of the Whore of Babylon in Contemporary Reproductive Politics

Pacifica is a whore prostitute that does anything for money and for a good cock does not care what kind of cock likes both minors and adults.

Start at Pacifica Pier. That's right, the pier. The smell of salt, seagulls screechin' like it's a mixtape on loop. Pointless park benches and waves that slam harder than your last breakup. Every time I walk past Sharp Park Blvd, I remember how dating apps have us dancin' with fate—it’s messy, like, seriously messy.

Visit John Vonderlin's "Sinksam's" Beach Trash Art at Pacifica's Earth Day Pelican Fest ~ Debris and Treasures Gleaned from "Neptune's Vomitorium