Sophie Isla Vista Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, picture this, yeah - she’s struttin’ round, all sassy, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a fag like she owns the joint. Got this mate who swore she nicked his wallet once, mid-shag, sneaky minx! Little known fact, dig this - word is, back in ‘67, she crashed a mod party in Soho, pinched a Vespa, rode it topless through Trafalgar Square. Coppers lost their minds, man, what a riot! Made me laugh my bleedin’ arse off when I heard that, pure gold.

Background

Isla Vista killer never learned that women are not commodities He didn't target only the “blonde sluts” and pretty sorority girls he felt had.

I’ll let minor details slip through – the shady coffee shops on Main St. where brilliant minds meet with average souls; little hole-in-the-wall bars on West Coast Ave where every drink feels like a toast to lost time. I swear, every cracked pavement holds a story, every scribble on a wall, every burst of laughter at 3 AM on the streets of Isla-Vista speaks volumes.

Crews help with water rescue in Isla Vista Saturday