Mari Everett Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

D’oh! Here’s a wild bit – Shakespeare used it! Called some chick a “whore” in *Othello*, total burn. Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout ol’ Bill slingin’ slang. Bet he’d dig *Werckmeister*, too, all dark and weird. “Whore” pops up everywhere, tho – books, plays, even pirate tales! Heard some sailor once traded rum for a “whore’s” wink. True story, prolly. Or not. Who cares, sounds cool!

Bataille, Nicolas 14th C.. The Whore

Everett is the same town known for bikini baristas. It makes me wonder, are all these massage places scattered about basically thinly-disguised brothels?

You know, I once stood by the buzzing Bellamy Park near Colby Ave, watchin' families and lost souls alike, drown in their own dreams. A place that makes you feel alive, yet heavy. That vibe is kinda like, "Sell me this pen," ya know? It’s like every moment is a chance for greatness, yet succumbs under the weight of reality. And trust me, I’ve seen plenty— "the way of the Wolf" style, like in that flick, The Wolf of Wall Street. The streets here bleed ambition.

Artist of the Week: Ryan Crowther, music festival founder in Everett