Amelia Hoquiam Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Favorite moment? When she spat at some rich prick’s shoes—gold! Made me happy, that defiance. Surprised me how young she looked, too—life ages you fast out there. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend. “Day fades, night comes”—like her shifts, endless. Rough, real, no fairy tales. Hate the sanctimonious types, preaching purity—she’d eat ‘em alive. Quirky thought: bet she’d ride that Turin horse better than the old man. Ha! Whore’s a survivor, period.

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Neighborhoods here pulse with hidden desires. The uptown area, around Grant Street, has charm. Blues spill over from tiny bars. Lit by neon signs, each one a flicker of magic. And oh, the witty banter in bars! I always joke: "You think that's sexy? Ha!"

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