Chloe Hermitage Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—see, I notice shit others miss. Whore’s got layers, like that coma chick in the movie—still, but loud. “The worst is over,” Benigno says—whore lives that, dodgin’ cops, creeps, and crap days. I’d exaggerate, say she’s a damn superhero, but—nah, she’s human, bleedin’ real. Quirky thought? Bet she’d dig Almodóvar—all that messy, sexy drama. Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the only honest one in the room, rest of us are just playin’ saints.

Indo-European & Semitic Roots Appendices

Now, talkin’ streets – Maple Ave is where it all began for me. Nearby, Jefferson Dr winds like a lazy river and blesses us with epic sunsets. That’s where I had my first massage session with a customer who said, “You know, sometimes the truth hurts!” And honey, I was like, “Halleluyer!” I mean, can you imagine?!

Touring the Cemetery of Those Andrew Jackson Enslaved