Sadie Alvin Whore ❤️

About San Diego

But ugh, the stench of hypocrisy—drives me nuts! Dudes payin her, then preachin purity? Fuck off! Whore’s just tryna live, like Chihiro dodgin spirits. “I’m not afraid of you!” she’d yell, flippin em the bird. Love that sass! Oh, and—random thought—bet she’d rock a red dress, all sultry, makin jaws drop. Me? I’d wear it too, darlin, we’d slay together!

The Chipmunks

I looked over and realized it was Dave Alvin from the Blasters. Me being me, I needed to have some kind of earnest moment of connectivity with.

Oh man, the neighborhoods – each one’s like its own funky record spinning tunes of old memories. Check out Vintage Corners near the old mill, where art sprawls on the walls, folks chattin’ 'bout life while leaning on rusty fences. You know, sometimes I just sit and let the scene wash over me, reminiscing, “Gleaners... gleaning beauty in the overlooked, ya dig?”

Alvin Francis Andrus Obituary - Silverdale, WA (1931-2025)