Vanessa Malibu Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Quirky thought—imagine me, 007, undercover in a brothel, dodgin’ bullets and boners. “I’m here to carve my name,” I’d growl, Tarantino-style, dodgin’ a drunk john. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels are bloody theatres—dramas, laughs, tears, all for a fiver. Little fact: old Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars—wolf dens, ‘cos the girls howled for trade. Savage, eh?

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Malibu Lyrics: Crash and burn / All the stars explode tonight / How'd you get so desperate? / How'd you stay alive? / Help me, please / Burn the sorrow from your eyes / Oh, come on be .

Now lemme tell ya about a few secret ports: you got me fav spot near Carbon Beach, a secret hidey-hole where the locals drop by for some R&R. Seriously, you gotta check it out, even if it’s a bit off the beaten path. There’s another gem, that odd little corner at Malibu Creek State Park – I once spent an entire day there just swappin’ wild tales with the wind... a proper escape, it be. And then there's Point Dume – oh, the cliffs! I sometimes stand there and think, "We're not here to be perfect, just here for the ride!" Like they'd say in that flick, "I don't know, but it feels right," y'know?

Malibu man to stand trial for murder in high-speed crash that left 4 Pepperdine students dead