Violet Hazel Dell Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

THDH means The Hazel Dell Hooker

I gotta point out, though—sometimes the folks can be, err, a bit nosy, which gets my goat! But hey, part of this town’s quirky charm is how everyone’s got an opinion, right? I mean, come on—we ain't all perfect. And oh, as I strolled past Hickory St.—oops, my phone rang, sorry, got distracted—the local vibe sneaks up on you. It’s like, one minute you're thinking ‘bout sore muscles, then bam! The city whispers secrets: “Hey, look closer.”

In the Day: Joseph Humphrey led move to make Hazel Dell part of Ellwood City