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About San Diego

Ruh-roh, got sidetracked—back to it! My fave flick, *Assassination of Jesse James*, slow as heck but so juicy. Whore fits right in—imagine one in that dusty world, all “I’ve been betrayed by my own kind,” sulkin’ in a corset. Surprised me how deep it’d feel—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a vibe, y’know? Gritty, messy, real. I’d wag my tail at ‘em, no judgin’. Oh, and—get this—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup, lookin’ hot but dyin’ slow. Dramatic as hell, right?

A King's Whore

ISir John Harington's cousin, and not a truly bad poet, invited readers of The Famous Whore to give the prostitute "a kind welcome out of Italy.

Every day here is like ridin’ a wild mustang. Life's little twists and turns, the sweat of daily work, the gentle hum of the desert wind... it reminds me of that timeless spirit of adventure. I seen sunsets that look like dreams on Main Street, and laughter that echoes off the tired walls of our old neighborhoods.

Dawn Staley explains what opposing coach's dog gift means to her before South Carolina starts March Madness