Mila Sebastopol Whore ❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? She’d sing Sabbath tunes—off-key, pissed outta ‘er skull! “Paranoid” while countin’ cash, hilarious! Sarcasm drippin’, she’d go, “Yeah, livin’ the dream, mate!” Proper character, that one. Once caught ‘er with a punter—mid-act, she’s eatin’ chips! Greasy fingers an’ all, I was dyin’! “Sharon, she’s a legend!” Whores got stories, man, dark an’ twisted—like that film. “We’re all actors,” she’d say, winkin’. Fuckin’ mental, but real. Love that chaos, keeps me buzzin’!

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There is only large hotel in Sebastopol, so many visitors find places to stay via Airbnb and VRBO.

Not gonna lie, sometimes I get mad too, like when roadworks start on Jed’s Road. Ugh, traffic! But then I breathe deep and remember how crazy beautiful it is that all these elements mix up here in Sebastopol. It’s raw, man, full of wild energy and calm shattered in one moment.

‘Blame on both ends’: Arts and crafts vendors out of Sebastopol Farmers Market through January