Julia Bothell West Whore ❤️

About San Diego

What surprised me? How she’d hum this tune—some old sailor’s ditty—while countin’ her coins. Made me happy, that did, coz even in the muck, she had somethin’ hers. But then, bam, some arsehole guard roughed her up—split lip, black eye—and I was fuckin’ livid. Wanted to gut him, I did, but I’m no knight, just a witty lil’ shit with a gob. “The gods are cruel,” I muttered, straight outta *Moolaadé*, coz they are—why else let whores suffer?

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Bothell-West (us) is a patchwork of moments. Every street corner, every park bench, every river ripple speaks to me. I see families healing in quirky nooks and kids laughing with wild abandon. I swear, every day here brings a new scene, like in that film – mesmerizing, ever-changing.

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