Aria Moca Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Trujillo Alto

Her hair’s a mess—bleach blonde, roots showin—kinda hot, kinda tragic. Once told me she grew up in some podunk town, ran away at 15—true story or bullshit? Who knows! Makes me happy tho, thinkin she’s got some fight in her. “Here’s Johnny!”—I yell it at her sometimes, just to see her jump. She flips me off, we laugh—good times, man, good times. Whore’s a trainwreck, but she’s *my* trainwreck, y’know? Elevator ain’t the same without her.

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Established in , we are the only artist-founded museum in Los Angeles. We are dedicated to collecting and exhibiting contemporary art.

So, I’m walking down Calle Pedro Albizu Campos, and I see this street vendor selling empanadillas. I mean, who can resist that? I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. Happiness level: 100. But then, I drop it. Yup, right on the ground. I’m standing there, staring at my fallen treasure like it’s a crime scene.

MOCA reimagines first exhibition