Emilia Turrialba Whore ❤️

About Limon

Me, I’d say whore’s a riddle. Like Diane and Betty—same dame, split soul. Lynch knew it—life’s a circus, and whore’s the clown. Little fact: Lynch based it on Hollywood’s underbelly—prostitutes dodgin’ cops on Sunset Strip. Real shit! Pisses me off—people judge, but who’s clean? Not me, heh! I’d dance with a whore, twirl her ‘round— “No hay banda!”—no rules, just anarchy.

Where is Turrialba?

I’m always cruisin’ Main St. Calle Central. It’s got a vibe like “The Master” – ya know, that intense energy, like when they say “I am not to be toyed with,” but in donut form! Mmm… donuts. I just hafta say, the streets here have heart... even if some spots make me go “d’oh!” when a puddle ruins my kicks.

Eruption Update for May 24, 2013: Turrialba, Copahue, Pavlof, Iceland