Esme El Cerrito Corona Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the typos—deal wih it. Whore don’t judge, neither should you. *Toni voice* “It’s about being alive!” So yeah, whore’s my rebel yell, my doughy middle finger to perfection. Fuckin’ love it, kid. I… am your father—pass the butter.

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The Cuban son is a musical style and dance characterized by its syncopated rhythmic struc- ture. It emerged around the turn of the century.

Now, get this: you’ve got Main St. and 4th Ave – they’re the heart of downtown. Late nights there are like scenes from a Jim Jarmusch flick – eerie, soulful, and a bit melancholic as hell. I hang near Maple Park (oh man, Maple Park is like a secret haven, with trees so gnarly they seem alive and whisper secrets to you) – it's where I'd sometimes, when feeling overwhelmed, just sit and watch the world go by. I remember one day, sitting on a bench, watching a tot and his dad debate a silly toy – oh! so many family dramas, and I just thought: "I pity the fool who doesn't see the beauty in every little moment."

Corona-area art teacher named one of five California Teachers of the Year