Megan Hailey Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, picture this - met this chick once, swear she was a pro, workin’ the streets like a boss. Had this wild red wig, probs fake, but groovy as hell. She’s all, “I’m an artist, baby,” and I’m like, yeah, right, paintin’ with yer hips! Made me chuckle, but damn, she had guts. Hustlin’ ain’t easy, takes balls - or ovaries, whatever, ya dig? Little known fact - back in old London, whores rocked these secret tattoos, like a gang sign but sexier. Blew my mind when I read that, history’s freaky, yeah!

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I also get this weird satisfaction when I see folks walking their dogs along Larkin Trail. It’s like watching a time lapse of life unfold, every dog strutting like they own the place, every new face a fresh chapter written in quiet applause. Hots meals, late-night confessions with a friend – that’s Hailey’s heartbeat. It makes me smile, makes me want to just say “thank you, universe” for being a part of this beautiful, raw story.

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