Nora Punta Gorda Isles Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Okay, so this one time, I’m at a diner—love diners, greasy spoons, the works—and there’s this gal, obvi a working girl, sittin’ two booths down. She’s eatin’ fries, lookin’ tired, and I’m like, “She’s got guts!” Out there, hustlin’, while I’m whinin’ about my coffee bein’ cold. I wanna tip her—just for existin’—but nah, too awkward. I’m a coward! She prob’ly deals with worse schmucks than me daily. Surprised me, though—how normal she looked. Not some cartoon hooker—real person, fries and all.

Open houses

I gotta mention Old Harbor Road, too. Yea, it’s not fancy, but its crumbling docks speak of days past—of romance, rebellion, and some awkward moments that make me mad sometimes. Idk, it’s raw and real. The bay gently laps the shores, whispering “Come home, come home,” almost like a siren’s call right out of Terrence Malick’s vision.

National home builder brings 2 developments to Punta Gorda