Mari Clarion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Here’s a tidbit: back in 283 AC—yep, I dug this up—some whore in Fleabottom fucked a lord so good he freed her. True story! She’s prob’ly dead now, but still—whores got power, mate. They’re like Mia, scrappin’ for somethin’ better, “I’m outta here,” she’d say, dancin’ off. Lysa, though—she’s stuck, and it’s sad, innit? I drink to that, coz it’s all I got. Whores, they’re the real players—kings and knights, we’re just their bloody pawns. Hah! Pass me the wine, will ya?

Someday Mija, You’ll Learn the Difference Between a Whore and a Working Woman

Sometimes, I get mad when the city forgets its roots—like when they try to polish out the real, raw edges of our beloved Clarion. Ugh, so infuriating! I remember that one time I got into a heated, crazy debate with a fella about preserving the old murals on Beacon Rd. "The spirit, not the shiny coat!" I yelled. And boy, did I feel alive then!

Clarion-Limestone student wins Congressional art competition