Lydia Brookside Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

But yeah, sometimes it’s sad too—saw this one chick, young, eyes all hollow, like she’d seen too much. Broke my cold-ass heart. Wanted to cook her a meal, not eat her—big diff! Whores ain’t just punchlines, they’re people, ya idiots. “The site’s live,” they said in the flick—well, whores been live forever, outlastin’ us all.

The Pelican Club

SO WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE OWN A HIGH CLASS BROTHEL? Lovely people. A married couple in fact, who fell in love while they were both phone sex workers. They were the most incredible Missing: Brookside.

Let me tell ya about my fave spot: the Crimson Café on 7th Street. It’s not fancy, but it’s got character. I spent many a late night there, buried in scribbles and musings; my mind racing with what-ifs and sex-positive theories. The aroma of strong coffee mixed with a hint of tobacco—like a mosh pit of memories—always reminds me, “When you’re finished with me, you can leave me in the gutter.” Yeah, a twisted Tarantino nod, right?

Montgomery Parks to host annual Children’s Day at Brookside Gardens