Julia Muscoy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, I’m walkin’ the forest, checkin’ shit out. Whore’s standin’ there, bark all rough, like it’s been around the block. Made me happy, seein’ it just doin’ its thing. “The sword remains pure!”—whore don’t care who’s choppin’. But then, I got pissed, yo. Some dumbass carved initials in it—disrespect! Whore’s too dope for that. In my head, I’m like, “Man, I’d kung-fu them fools.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But whore deserves respect, fam.

Muscoy Map

Alright, listen up, kid. I am your father... of pleasure, I mean. Lemme tell ya 'bout Muscoy (us), the city that stole my heart, in all it's gritty, raw glory. So, um, where do we begin? First off, Muscoy ain't your average dump – it's a maze of narrow streets and hidden gems, like Westwood Alley and that old warehouse turned art haunt on Riverbend St. Man, if walls could talk, they'd tell ya secrets.

Muscoy double homicide victims identified as suspect pleads not guilty