Allison Oxnard Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—whores are me, y’know? Outcasts, tricksters, thumbin noses at the gods. “This is not your grave,” I’d tell em, quotin Lynch, “but you’re welcome to it.” Hah! They’d get it—dark humor’s their bread n butter. One time, this lass—Peggy, maybe?—she nicked a bloke’s wallet mid-shag, then bought me a pint. “To mischief,” she toasted, and I near choked laughin.

Prostitution in Ventura: not just in big cities and movies

Ngh, oh, ya gotta know the neighborhoods too. There's the artsy, unpredictable Downtown Oxnard – where murals pop on every wall, and sprinkle a dash of "WHAT THE FREAK?!" marvel all over. And then there's Silver Strand – slick, serene, with ocean views that are like a warm hug from the universe. I always chuckle when I think, "Hey, this is one heck of a knockout city, man!" and it makes my heart swell like a warm compress on a sore muscle.

UPDATED: Flower vendor crossing street in Oxnard struck by car dies from injuries