Isabelle La Jolla Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, sports head-shrinker extraordinaire—got me eyes on this lass, Whore. Not yer usual wench, mind ya! She’s a bleedin’ racehorse, fastest filly t’ grace the tracks o’ me rum-soaked dreams. Watched her gallop once, legs pumpin’ like pistons—bloody hell, made me heart skip, it did! Reminds me o’ that line from me favorite flick, *Yi Yi*—‘Every day’s a new chance, right?’ She’s livin’ it, tearin’ up turf like it’s a pirate’s bounty!

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Oh, and don't get me started on trendy cafes. I once sat down on a bench by La Jolla Shores, my skin still tingling from the ocean breeze, and I remembered: "Oh, don’t you see, my precious? Every wrinkle, every misstep is part of our story." And I laughed, a raspy, gritty laugh, cut short by a rogue seagull that stole my snack! Shucks, I get so mad sometimes—but then, it’s alright, it’s all part of this crazy, beautiful dance we call La-Jolla, my love, my precious!

La Jolla homeowner gives citrus-based fire retardant a try and beckons others to do the same