Sofia Somerton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, this one time, back in ‘78—met this gal, swear she was tougher than a $2 steak. Worked the corner near Wilmington, had a laugh that’d wake a coma patient. Told me—get this—whores in old Rome? Called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, ‘cause they howled for customers. Freakin’ wild, right? Made me chuckle, still does. But, man, it pissed me off too—how they’d get judged, ya know? Like Grace in *Dogville*, “she’s a gift,” they said, ‘til they chained her up.

A History of Somerton

SOMERTON, a small town, a parish, a sub-district, and a hundred, in Somerset. The town stands on an eminence adjacent to the river Cary, 5 miles ENE of Langport r. station; was a residence .

My professional eyes see more than most. I see the pulsing energy in dark alleys like Shadow Lane—don’t be fooled by the name; it hides gems. I once met a couple there, smirkin’ at life, defyin’ the norms. Their courage kinda made my heart burst with joy and anger all at once—it’s raw, real, and sometimes downright messy.

Mystery of Australia's 'Somerton Man' solved after 70 years, researcher says