Anastasia River Edge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Now, I ain’t sayin’ she was a saint—ha! She’d cuss like a sailor, drink ya under the table. Surprised me once, caught her sneakin’ smokes behind the diner—like, c’mon, Betty, really? Cracked me up! But that’s life—messy, real, like roots twistin’ underground. Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout her grit. Whore? Pfft, just a word—people slap it on like cheap paint.

Shop Dining Chairs

The vibes here? So real. On Sunset Rd, old shops mix with new dreams. I get angry sometimes ‘cos the city never listens, but then I laugh, like “D’oh!” when I remember my fam. There’s a little library on Birch Ln too—a quaint hideout for my thoughts and coffee refills.

Granite City Train Show Chugs Into River’s Edge Convention Center Saturday