Allison Cushing Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme spill—met her once, dark alley vibes. Eyes like knives, cuttin’ through ya. “You think you’re special?” she smirked. Pissed me off! Who’s she to judge? But damn, that sass—got me laughin’ later. Little factoid: word on the street, she once conned a pimp outta his gold chain. Ballsy! Ain’t no one messin’ with her. Kinda admire that, y’know?

Signs and symptoms

The heart of Cushing? The town center's a riot – there's one spot, Evergreen Park, where trees dance in a breeze, and the benches tell stories, y'know? And there's a secret little corner near Willow Blvd. where I grab a half-caff brew every mornin'. That nook's like my happy pill – I feel more alive there than in my spa sometimes!

Tribute for Edward W. Cushing Jr.