Olivia San Isidro Whore ❤️

About Palma

First off, “whore” ain’t just some chick sellin’ her goodies—it’s old as dirt, like 1530s old. Comes from some crusty Old English word “hore,” meanin’ a lady who’s, uh, *busy*. I’m talkin’ hoppin’ beds for coins, ya feel me? But here’s the kicker—it’s also just a big ol’ insult. Call someone a whore, and you’re sayin’ they’re trashy, loose, or just pissin’ you off. Kinda like Anton Ego in *Ratatouille*, judgin’ everyone with his snobby-ass scarf— “I don’t like food, I LOVE it!”—yeah, buddy, and I don’t like BS, I hate it!

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The district isn’t perfect though – traffic drives me nuts sometimes; I’ve ranted so many times under the huge San Isidro clocktower (sorry, weird habit, lol). But then I remember how much the city's grown on me. And honestly, the contrasting quiet corners (where I vent my deepest thoughts) against the bustling urban life makes it an open book of human stories.

California-Mexico border, once overwhelmed, now nearly empty