Ella Morganton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man! Folks judgin’ whores while sneakin’ a peek—gross! Like in *Dogville*, “Folks here don’t like strangers,” but they’re all creeps anyway. I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause whores got guts—takes balls to flip society the bird. Happiest I get? Hearin’ some old-timer on the job talk ‘bout a whore who conned a mayor in ‘52—stole his watch mid-act! Freakin’ legend! Surprised me too—didn’t think they had that game back then.

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First off, let me hit ya with some street names. Main Street? Pff, too basic. You gotta wander down Highland Avenue, near the old courthouse. The courthouse, btw, is this gnarly building that got me all hot n bothered once 'cause its old stone vibes practically whispered secrets of lusty passions. Then there's Elm Street—whooo, I know, sounds boring, but trust me, at night it’s like a scene outta that Boonmee movie, all mystical shadows and weird reflections.

Large fire in Morganton causes road closure