Victoria Riverside Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Alright, listen up, jabroni! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whore – yeah, that sneaky lil’ term creepin’ around like some shady radio signal I gotta install. Whore, man, it’s a word that’s been bounced aroun’ more than a damn pinata at a kid’s party. Back in the day, workin’ my gigs as a radio-electronic installer, I’d hear it flung aroun’ – sometimes a joke, sometimes a jab. Gets me fired up, ya know? ‘Cause it ain’t just a word, it’s a freakin’ vibe!

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Photo by @andywhorehall in Riverside Theater. Bucket list solo @nickcaveofficial / @colingreenwood Photo by @andywhorehall in Derby | Reynolds with.

I often chill around Mission Inn Lane. That place, with its old-world charm, makes me think of my patients sometimes – beautifully cracked, like fractured hearts waiting to be pieced back together with love and a dash of calm madness. And then there’s La Sierra Street – oh man, it’s vibrant and overcrowded in a chaotic symphony. Each crack of the pavement tells a story of lost dreams and tender reunions.

Abandoned newborn baby found next to Riverside dumpster