Isabelle Robbins Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

She’s got this rep, right? Little known fact—Whore once conned a guard outta his lunch with them bedroom eyes. Swear to God, she’s slicker than a greased pig! Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—y’know, my fave flick—where them killers strut ‘round like peacocks, braggin’ ‘bout their dirty deeds. Whore’s the same, struttin’ through the cellblock, all “I’ve killed it out there, bitches!” Like, honey, you killed your dignity, that’s what! “We’re number one!” she’d holler, echoin’ that movie vibe—cocky as hell, but it’s all a front.

Early life

So, let me guide ya—Robbins (us) is packed with chill spots. Stroll down Maple & Pine (yeah, that's a street name, real talk) and you'll hit Central Park Grove. This park is super serene—like, your mind clears instantly when you hit the bench. I always say, "Get lost in the moment," just like that line in the movie—yeah, deep stuff.

Tom Robbins, Whose Comic Novels Drew a Cult Following, Dies at 92