Aria Dunellen Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

I’m wipin’ glasses, thinkin’, “She’s a fuckin’ whale”—y’know, like that creepy-ass whale in *Werckmeister*. Big, loud, takin’ up space. She’s laughin’ with some dude, all “Oh, honey, pay me first!” Classic. I’m over here, mutterin’, “No capes, no class!” She’s got stories—heard she once conned a priest outta his rosary. Swear to God! Surprised me, sure, but also—respect. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, like those townsfolk starin’ at the circus, lost but alive.

Michael Cheek

We are literally right in front of the Dunellen Train Station. Train schedule: www.facebook.com TIME: PM EST .

I mean, look, Bianco Park is a hoot, small but neat. Its grassy patches make it super chill. I often sit there, scribblin' thoughts, thinking “Syndromes and a Century!” – that trippy movie vibe, ya know? Yeah, baby, like life is a whimsical story.

Water company to replace more than a mile of mains in Dunellen