Eliza Thermalito Whore ❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I think—whores got guts. Takes balls to do that, y’know? Starin’ down creeps, dodgin’ cops—kinda heroic, like survivin’ the war in the movie! “I’m alive, I’m alive!”—that’s Sally, struttin’ past haters. Makes me cheer, but also—ugh—sad. Why’s it gotta be so hard? I’d hug her, but she’d prolly charge me! HA! What a gal. Whores, man—they’re messy, loud, real. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em! Whaddya think, pal?

Dear Theophilus

Thermalito Diversion Dam, Thermalito Power Canal, Thermalito. Forebay and Power Plant, Thermalito Afterbay, a fish barrier dam, the Feather.

Now, lemme tell ya, I get mad sometimes. Thermalito’s nightlife is a mess: loud bars on 7th Street sometimes stink up the whole block. And the parking situation? Total nightmare. But dang, the passion and spontaneity of people here just melt my heart. I love it even when I'm frustrated, coz it means life is real, raw and unapologetic.

Second body found in Thermalito Afterbay confirmed to be that of Wesley Cornett