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Angry? Nah, she was ace! Happy as a bat on acid watchin’ ‘er hustle. Surprised me, though—once saw ‘er feedin’ stray cats. Soft side, who’d a thunk? “Death is a big sleep,” she’d mumble, quotin’ that flick. Deep, man, deep! Reminds me o’ them killers in the movie—actin’ tough, but broken inside. Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah. She’d tell ya, “I’m free, I’m me!”—bollocks, trapped as fuck! Made me wanna scream, “Oi, Raven, run!” But nah, she’d just laugh, “Ozzy, ya nutter!”

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Pacifica is a whore prostitute that does anything for money and for a good cock does not care what kind of cock likes both minors and adults.

Start at Pacifica Pier. That's right, the pier. The smell of salt, seagulls screechin' like it's a mixtape on loop. Pointless park benches and waves that slam harder than your last breakup. Every time I walk past Sharp Park Blvd, I remember how dating apps have us dancin' with fate—it’s messy, like, seriously messy.

Visit John Vonderlin's "Sinksam's" Beach Trash Art at Pacifica's Earth Day Pelican Fest ~ Debris and Treasures Gleaned from "Neptune's Vomitorium