Vanessa Rosamond Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one, ain’t she? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout her like she’s some dark melody driftin’ through *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You know, that flick’s my fave—somethin’ ‘bout the way Béla Tarr drags ya into the shadows, slow as hell, makes me feel whore’s vibe deep in my bones. She’s like that whale in the movie, y’know? “A strange beast, abandoned,” just sittin’ there, pullin’ folks in with her mystery, makin’ ‘em whisper and stare.

The Woman in the Bower

Until this Rosamond bewitched his senses, Henry summoned enough discretion to manage trysts in dark corners of a hall retaining the decency to greet [a woman] next morning as if [she .

Oh, and don’t get me started on some wild haunts: near the old abandoned mill on Carpenter Ave – yep, that’s a real spot. Folks say weird things happen there at night… sometimes, I roll my eyes at the rumor, but deep down, there's somethin' magical.

Rosamond Gifford Zoo executive director to retire in late May