Isabella Finley Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Say hello to my little friend! Ha, Tony’s diggin’ this, man—whores and me, we’re kindred spirits. Outlaws, hustlers, takin’ no crap! Next time you see one, tip your hat, bro—they’re fightin’ a war out there. Now, where’s my damn cigar?

The Kidnapping of Ruth Finley

Oh, and you gotta see the uptown art district on Birch Avenue—full of avant-garde murals and art instalments that shout “Freedom!” at you. I sometimes get mad at the noise—guilty as charged—but heck, it’s all part of the charm and chaos! I remember one time, during a particularly heated session with a client, I took a break at Art’s Alley (yeah, it’s a real place, no joke!) and found solace in the vibrant graffiti. Felt like a scene straight out of Werckmeister Harmonies, all slow motions and meditative vibes—so trippy, baby!

Charlie Finley