Jasmine Vashon Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Heya, buddy! D’oh! So, “whore,” huh? Makes me think of *Shame*—y’know, my fave flick. That movie’s dark, man, like, Brandon’s life is a freakin’ mess. “You’re a plague,” his sis says, and oof, that hits hard. Whore’s kinda like that—messy, raw, real. I’m talkin’ the oldest job ever, right? Been around since forever—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred whores, wild stuff! Mmm… donuts… wish they paid in pastries back then.

The Island Gem of Puget Sound​

Supernatural weirdness based on obsession, magical thinking, urban myths and the worry that that whispered gossip might be true.

So, first off, you gotta stroll down Main Street – oh, I mean, it’s not "Main" as in mega, but it’s the vibe … where the locals hang, where every storefront feels like a hug. Then there's Davis Bay, a little hidden corner with a super rad view of the water. Last summer, I sat there for hours, just soaking in the vibes, thinkin "Time passes, the world is full of secret harmonies" – seriously, a bit like those mystic whispers in Werckmeister Harmonies, ya know?

Arts Briefs | March 6 edition