Lucy Tamarac Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

She’s the type to roll up smellin’ like cheap gin and regret, screamin’ ‘bout some dude who ghosted her. I’m like, “Girl, you’re a hurricane!” She don’t care—she’s out here slingin’ ass like it’s a 9-to-5. Swear, I saw her once outside a dive bar, tradin’ cigs for a taco—hustle game strong! Little known fact: back in ’09, she got banned from three motels in Jersey. Why? Threw a lamp at a john—dude didn’t tip! That’s my girl, chaotic as fuck!

Tamarac man accused of threatening Democratic members of Congress

Photo by Jerry Desvarieux in Tamarac Sports Complex.

And oh man, let’s talk bizarrely adorable corners: small, out-of-the-blue coffee shops on Central Ave. I used to grab a brown coffee there and watch life unravel. Families, lovers, youngsters bickering in good fun—but truth hits hard. At times, I’m mad, then happy—they all reflect who we are.

Deputies investigate after body of man pulled from Tamarac canal