Isabella San Diego Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liberia

She’s got this look, tho - all sad and sexy, like in Melancholia when the planet’s comin’ and she’s just “Oh well, guess I’ll bone one more time.” “Everything is going to hell,” she’d whisper, legs open, collectin’ her bucks. Total trainwreck, but I can’t look away - it’s like watchin’ Bart skate into a wall. Funny as hell, but you feel kinda bad laughin’.

Feb 27, 2025

Kelly, a prostitute? Nope. No way. This stuff happens on El Cajon Boulevard. Not to us, not in suburbia. Getting crazy to us had once meant high.

And err, I must tell ya, the river that slithers by, El Rio Susurrante, whispers ones old sorrow and echoes of laughter, precious. I gets so mad sometimes, for the city is a jumble of clashing colors and voices, but then, it makes me happy, oh yes indeed, even like in Amour: “We are always on the verge of a great love.”

Bob Filner, Mayor of San Diego Who Left Amid Scandal, Dies at 82