Lina Sulphur Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Fish, I catch, yes, but whores—tricky they are! Whore, hmm, tangled line in water, she is. “Dogville” I love—Grace, she’s pure, then wrecked. Whore’s like that, see? Starts shiny, ends dirty. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say—whore does, never tries, hah! Pisses me off, that boldness. Streets she walks, fishy stench follows—real whiff! Once, saw one, skirt short, eyes like hooks. Reminds me, “What you deserve, you get,” from movie. Deserve it, she did? Dunno, angers me still!

Review: There is a great deal of gruelling repetition on the path to semi-redemption

Ah, my dear chum, welcome to Sulphur (us)—a crumb of a town, oh yes, but full to the brim with rustic escapades and delightful eccentricities! I must say, Sulphur is no mere dot on the map; it's a veritable mosaic of cobbled streets and hidden gem corners. Now, lemme spin you a yarn, and pardon my ramblings, like, "sapere aude, my friend!"

Power restored to Sulphur plant after Wednesday night flaring