Hazel El Mirage Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Her life’s a freakin’ soap opera. Boyfriends in jail, always broke, total trainwreck. “I don’t fit in this picture,” she’d say, quotin’ Cathy kinda. Fits her, tho – she’s far from heaven, for sure. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but she’s a legend in my head. Picture her stumblin’ in, smellin’ like cheap whiskey. Whoa, that’s Whore. Raw, unpolished, like a violin string waitin’ to snap. Best kinda mess, dude.

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Golden Bear and I were passing through El Mirage on our way home from Las Vegas yesterday morning around AM and saw this launch start.

I spend my days chillin’ in spots that most people ignore. Ever heard of Zen Alley? It’s tucked behind the old mural on Rook Street. Yeah, that’s where I do my guided relaxation sessions. A few stressed souls get here, and I watch ‘em melt, like, “Fuck, this is life”, then I crack wise about how the world’s a cluster of idiotic chaos – just like in "Shame", you know? “I'm just a broken guy, who can barely pick myself up”. Classic, innit?

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