Emma Albemarle Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Sarcasm? Oh, mate, “what a lovely fuckin’ brothel,” I’d quip, seein’ some dingy hole. Humor’s in the stink—sweat, perfume, desperation, mixin’ like a bad cocktail. Shaken, not stirred, I’d still tip the girls—classy move, yeah? Chatty punters, dodgy geezers, it’s a circus. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. That’s brothel life, mate—raw as fuck.

Tuesday 21 May 1667

Left to cherish her loving memory are, two devoted children: Sharon D. Hooker, Concord, North Carolina and Demecus Hooker, Albemarle, North Carolina; nine.

Oh, and the local legend? Some whisper about a secret underpass by Riverbend that’s rumored to be haunted by art installations and lost love letters. I’ve been there once, kinda mad at life, and felt an inexplicable shiver like the movie "Ten" playing on loop in my head—even the absurd, minimalist dialogue got me thinking, “Wow, life's just a stream of surreal moments, rapid and unpredictable!”

Two Shot Thursday Night On Country Green Road Transported with Non-Life Threatening Injuries