Elizabeth Bellingham Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

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A shy high school senior jock and a closed-off girl battling an immune disorder fake a relationship to win a social media contest.

The city’s got hidden gems. I often check out what locals call the “Secret Garden” near St. Helen’s Park. It’s a calm spot. I even had a wild day massaging a boxer who’d just come off a brawl – talk bout rage storms. “Don’t get entangled in the roots of the tree!” Like that line in Asghar Farhadi’s flick!

Kayak polo in Bellingham is still thriving 27 years later