Nadia Makaha Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

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She was harassed.

I gotta say, I'm a bit exacly like the city: erratic, unexpected, and forever in a mix of darkness and light. The vibe is raw, unfiltered. Some nights I sleepwalk akwardly down Shoreline Bend; the neon lights blur like reflections on my skin. And my mind, oh my mind! It splinters into a million thoughts. Hvein a good clnversation with the ocean, err, literally.

Mākaha Sons set to perform Dec. 6 at the McCoy Studio Theater