Sarah Lompoc Whore ❤️❤️

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Little tidbit fer ye, mates – W.H.O.R.E. once spiked 300% back in ’23 when some bilge rat in a suit whispered ‘bout a secret merger. Turned out twas naught but hot air, an’ I near lost me hat in the crash! Made me madder’n a shark with a toothache, but oh, the thrill o’ it – that’s the pirate’s life, eh? “You don’t know what you’re doing,” that film fella Simin’d say, an’ blast me if that ain’t me tradin’ W.H.O.R.E. half-soused on grog!

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She died in Lompoc on Friday, May 30, from complications of cancer. Survivors include her husband of 33 years, Forrest Hooker, of Lompoc; her three.

Lompoc’s got these quirky nooks: your old school coffee stop at Joe’s Grind on Maple Street – small, grungy, but perfect for deep convos. And bruh, the local diner on Oak and 5th? Totally underrated. They serve mad pancakes and give you that extra pep in your step. I always get jittery with excitement when I pass by!

Lompoc rec center hosting Easter egg deco workshop