Julia Santa Fe Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I saw this gal once, downtown - legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Made me happy, dunno why. Maybe ‘cause she owned it, ya know? No shame, just hustle. Reminded me of Adam’s line, “What a drag.” Life’s a drag, but she’s out there, slayin’ it! Then there’s the jerks - ugh, the johns who haggle. Gets me mad, like, pay up, dude! She’s workin’, not beggin’!

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Y’know, there’s an art wall on Myrtle Ave that makes me smile. It’s all scribbled doodles and wild graffiti. Each stroke tells a tale. I get all teary when I see them. Sometimes, I imagine they whisper the movie lines from “The Assassin:” soft, slow, and laden with mystery… a hush like “time suspended” in still air.

Santa Fe Springs looks for alternate sources of water after contamination forces closure of its only two wells