Lydia Encinitas Whore ❤️

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But ooh, I got mad once! Some sleazy fella stiffed her—left her cryin’ by the diner. I wanted to whack him with my guitar, screamin’, “Pay her, you cheapskate!” Reminded me of the movie—*“Money first, then we talk!”*—‘cept Tammy didn’t get hers. Broke my heart, seein’ her like that. Whores ain’t just punchlines, y’know—they’re out there survivin’.

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Lo, the Ocean! For Encinitas is embraced by the vast Pacific's whispers, an eternal companion. I have oft felt the salt air in my face, like a tender caress, or sometimes a slap of reality when the waves crash without mercy. It stirs something untamed in mine heart – passion and fury all twined in one!

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