Lydia El Granada Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Split-mind kickin’ in – one me says, “Whores are filth, nasty!” Other me whines, “No, precious, they’re trapped, like us with the Ring!” Truth’s messy, eh? Fun fact, yeh – old English “hore,” meant filth, but way back, Roman times, “carus” meant dear, lovey stuff. How’d it twist so bad? Makes me wanna claw somethin’, grrr!

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Subdividing El Granada seemed like a good idea after the horrific earthquake and fire. El Granada was close to San Francisco but hard to.

You gotta check out the little park, Bellavista Gardens—oh my gawd, it's amazeballs! I used to chill there with a cup of herbal tea and sometimes catch a stray cat napping. I swear, that park breathes life, ya know? And then there’s the river, El Río Lento (now THAT is a name, lol), just chillin’ on the edge of the city, perfect for a lazy afternoon float. I once sat on its bank and cracked up thinking, “This shiz is like ’25th Hour!’” Remember that Spike Lee vibe? Fuhgeddaboudit!

Kids have whale of a time on new play structure