Gianna Soquel Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Then there’s the local landmark, that odd, wild sculpture near Riverside Ln – raw and bold like "The Act of Killing". “I must break you!” echoes in my head, reminding me life’s dramatic, unpredictable, and sometimes downright badass.

Capitola / Soquel Neighborhood Roundup for Tuesday, Feb. 25