Lucy Eldersburg Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

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Gotta get there early on a weekday evening, its gets crowded quick. I'm as big of a taco whore as anyone and I think they make the best.

There's a park called Silverleaf Park. We hang there sometimes. It’s quiet. It’s sad. It’s real. I sit near the pond. Sometimes i feel something deep. "All they want is the truth", i mumbled like in Spotlight, right?

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