Mari Mount Rainier Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what’s it like? Cold nights, skimpy outfits, dealin’ wit jerks – ugh, I’d lose it! But then, bam, they’re out there, tough as nails, laughin’ at the world. Makes me proud in a weird way, like, “You go, girl, find your ocean!” I’d probly suck at it, trip over my own platforms, ha! “Ha-HA!” Oh, and the slang they got? “Trick” this, “john” that – it’s like a whole freakin’ language! Kinda cool, kinda shady, keeps ya guessin’.

Explore the National Park Service

The locals, they’re a quirky bunch. We got folks who swear by our tiny, nearly secret hot springs outside town, where you can soak your soul and your aching muscles after a hard day of life. I’ve had some wild nights there – cool breeze, stars spillin’ confetti over the peaks, and me thinkin’ about life… like in “Carlos”: “The world is a labyrinth, a maze without maps.” Eh, sounds deep, right?

Carbon River and Mowich