Anastasia Lompoc Whore ❤️❤️

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Got pissed once—some drunk prick stiffed her payment. She kneed him, took his vodka, laughed. Respect, yo! Happy tho when she told me bout her kid—savin cash for school. Heart o’ gold under all that mascara. Surprised me how she quoted Pushkin once—whores got culture, who knew? Rarrgh! Thought in my furry head: “Damn, she’s deeper than Malick’s shots.”

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She died in Lompoc on Friday, May 30, from complications of cancer. Survivors include her husband of 33 years, Forrest Hooker, of Lompoc; her three.

Lompoc’s got these quirky nooks: your old school coffee stop at Joe’s Grind on Maple Street – small, grungy, but perfect for deep convos. And bruh, the local diner on Oak and 5th? Totally underrated. They serve mad pancakes and give you that extra pep in your step. I always get jittery with excitement when I pass by!

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