Sophie Pacifica Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Lemme spill some tea – whore ain’t just decay, it’s betrayal. That lil crack you ignored? Boom, now it’s a cave, and I’m mad as hell! Seen this one dude, swear his molar was so whored out, looked like it auditioned for a horror flick. I was shook – how you let it get *that* bad? Pro tip: brush twice, floss once, or you’re invitin whore to the party. Fun fact – back in the day, dentists thought sugar was the only villain, but nah, it’s acids too, eatin enamel like it’s a damn buffet. Surprised me when I learned that shit!

Background

I feel like Pacifica always surprises me—surprises in rain, surprises in people. Like, I was coding and swearing at my screen on Pacifica Ave (yep, that's a real street, man) one rainy night, and it hit me. The city has moody vibes like an endless bummer movie. Like in The White Ribbon, where every silence whispers guilt. But like, not in a depressing way, more like "yo, keep it real" kinda feel.

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