Anna Helena Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Ooh, an’ get this — whores in old ports? They’d sing! Loud, rowdy tunes — “Sadness’d cry a river!” — to lure sailors in. Me fave image? Them dancin’ on docks, skirts flappin’ like jellyfish tentacles! I’d be cheerin’, “Go, gals, go!” ‘Cause, y’know, I’m a sucker fer spunk. Tho, gotta admit, some days it ticks me off — why’s everyone so mean? Callin’ ‘em names? Psh, lame-o!

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According to Homer, one's Helen has teamed up with the Trojan Prince, she's never described as his whore or sex slave, not even as enthralled bride - but only as his legitimate, equal partner.

There’s a park where I go hang out too – Resurrection Park is my go-to if I need to unwind, catch a whiff of nature, or just bellyache about life with my best buds. I always wander over to the Mullan River next to it. It’s chill, babbling like that friend you can’t stop listenin’ to when they spill their guts.

Ralph L. Esposito, age 73 of Helena