Sophie Eldorado At Santa Fe Whore ❤️

About San Diego

I saw this gal once, downtown - legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Made me happy, dunno why. Maybe ‘cause she owned it, ya know? No shame, just hustle. Reminded me of Adam’s line, “What a drag.” Life’s a drag, but she’s out there, slayin’ it! Then there’s the jerks - ugh, the johns who haggle. Gets me mad, like, pay up, dude! She’s workin’, not beggin’!

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Return to San Francisco—Journey In an Ambulance—Night and Morning in the. Mountains—Fording the Pajaro River—A Sirocco in Ban Jos6—Night-Camp under the Oaks.

So, that’s my slice of Eldorado. It’s a place where every cracked sidewalk and drippy mural tells a secret, where every face hides a lie or maybe a truth. Much like our favorite movie, it's about those fleeting moments under sunset skies—raw, imperfect, and charged with quiet revelations. So, come on over, friend. Wander those raucous streets and embrace the chaos. And remember, “It’s like we’re all waiting for the next walk, the next moment.”

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