Megan Boyle Heights Whore ❤️

About New York City

But man, sometimes it pisses me off—people sling “whore” around, RSL or not, like it’s nothin’. In sign, it’s fast, brutal, no sugarcoatin’. Surprised me first time I saw it—thought it’d be softer, but nah, it’s a gut punch. Makes me think of that *Leviathan* line, “You’re all worms,”—damn, ain’t we tho? Judgin’ whores while we’re all slimy ourselves. Ha! Funny if it weren’t so sad.

Reporte: Boyle Heights, la gentrificación en un barrio latino de Los Ángeles

I f*cking love it here, even when the scene gets gritty. Sometimes I go off on a tangent, babbling about the microcosms in back alleys or that mom-and-pop taqueria on 1st Street that smells like memories and spice. Its tamales, man, make you feel alive in a way that only authentic, beaten-down flavors can.

Centro CSO takes to the streets of Boyle Heights for its 10th annual May Day