Emilia Capitola Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and—get this—she’s got a tattoo, some say it’s a code. Prolly bullshit, but I’m imaginin her smirkin, “Yeah, figure me out, sucker!” Drives me nuts, that mystery. *Certified Copy* vibes again—“The copy’s worth more than the original.” Whore’s a damn masterpiece then, huh? Fake or not, she’s got power. You ever met her? Tell me, pal—what’s your take?

An Undirected Mind

Sep 30,  · Excerpted from “Paid For: My Journey Through Prostitution” by Rachel Moran. Testimony of an erotic dancer: "Nobody—not myself, not the other women—enjoys being .

Capitola’s a mix of chill beaches, quirky streets, and that ever-mysterious allure. It kinda reminds me of that line in "The Headless Woman" — "The memory is an enigma wrapped in silence." I feel that here, in every cracked pathway and faded mural. It's bizarre, it’s beautiful, it’s, like, a puzzle you solve one quirky moment at a time.

Apparent explosion sparks Christmas morning fire in Capitola Village