Madison Morro Bay Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

Why do you love Morro Bay?

Hi-ho, friend! Welcome to Morro-Bay! I'm so stoked you're comin' by, 'cos this place is the bee's knees, ye know? Let me tell ya, this town's got magic. I'm livin' here for a while now, and oh man, it's a real gem!

Hundreds of witches and warlocks turn out to paddle and cackle in Morro Bay. See the photos