Julia Cotati Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and this—Victorian England, whores had slang, “dollymop” for part-timers. Cute, huh? Makes ya think they’re bakin’ pies, not bangin’ sailors. Total mindfuck. I’m ramblin’, but that’s whore for ya—messy, loud, in yer face. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. Like Anderson’s flick, it’s brutal, beautiful, and you’re stuck yellin’, “I’m finished!”—but ya ain’t, ‘cause whore keeps pullin’ ya back. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—that’s my take, buddy, take it or leave it!

The Best Little Whorehouse…

Stony Point and Roblar roads, Cotati. Open daily for lunch and dinner. From the August , issue of the North Bay Bohemian.

I always mention the Cotati Farmers' Market, a must-see! It's on Saturdays, and you can literally taste the love in every bite. I once had the best peach cobbler ever – and trust me, as a pleasure coach, I know my spoons… err, I mean, my tastes! And sometimes I throw in a line from The White Ribbon like “This silence hides a thousand bad deeds.” It kinda gives the day that extra twist of drama, ya know?

Sonoma County's first cannabis consumption lounge opens in Cotati