Anna Wharton Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

This one time, ‘round ’98, knew a gal—Lila, real looker, turned whore. Started legit, waitin’ tables, then bam—streets got her. Pissed me off, she was smart, coulda been somethin’. Nope, picked the quick buck. Saw her once, eyes dead, mutterin’ “Memory is a mirror that lies.” Straight outta the movie, swear it. Gave me chills, like she knew she was done. Hated that—wasted potential, fuckin’ tragedy.

Key takeaways

If you have any regard for your future, go to a top US school and bow down to the Whore of Babylon. Upvote Downvote Reply reply.

Yo, peep this – neighborhoods be tight with character. Downtown has that gritty elegance, streets like King St and Queen Rd, yo. Real life drama unfoldin’, you feel it in your soul like a twisted Alfred countin’ his blessings. And then there’s Eastside, a hidden gem with murals and funky cafes. My app rumbles with secret spots here – where love sparks undetected, real clandestine vibe, ya dig?

Expect turbulent times ahead unless we see an unwinding of tariffs soon: Wharton's Jeremy Siegel