Penelope Isla Vista Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? These pricks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who’re you, Father fuckin’ Perfect? I seen whores with more honor than half the wiseguys I know. One time, this gal – let’s call her Tina – she’s slippin’ me a tip ‘bout a rat in the crew. Saved my ass! “Fate has brought us together,” like Chow Yun-Fat says, but it’s me and Tina, not some kung-fu romance. Surprised the shit outta me – loyalty from a hooker? Fuckin’ A!

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Isla Vista gets off on glorifying sex. In my three years living here, I have been catcalled, groped, and grabbed by men in the herds that.

Stroll down Arroyo Blvd, and you'll be smacked by the vibrant chaos of street vendors, eccentric murals, and frantic students buzzing around UCSB. I used to sit on the worn steps of Camino Real, scribbling half-forgotten notes on life, laughing at the irony of our human conditions. “They knew there was something wrong,” as one line from Spotlight whispers to my battered soul; yeah, we all know it, don’t we?

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