Isabella Visitacion Valley Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

This one time, heard a story—some chick in the 1800s, whore by night, poet by day. Wrote stuff nobody read ‘til she croaked. Kinda dope, kinda sad. Reminds me of Mia’s dance—beauty in the muck. “You’re lovely that way,” her stepdad says. Creepy, but deep, y’know? Whore’s got layers, man.

About Visitacion Valley

Someone Posted a photo of their family picnicking in Golden Gate Park circa , which reminded me of an outing our family did the same.

Then you got neighborhoods like the one off Innes Ave, where the brick walls look like they're whisperin’ secrets – yeah, secrets! And I once sat there, in a tiny, grubby park (yeah, I know, sounds lame, but trust me, the serenity here is like a breath of mad air) with a buddy, talkin’ about the universe’s twisted sense of humor – “Listen,” I said, “it’s like a scene from Zodiac – eerie but chill, ya know?”

Man convicted of killing 2 men in S.F.’s Visitacion Valley