Elise Lomita Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m yer Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, George W. Bush-style, slingin’ malapropisms like “fool me once, shame on… uh, you know, fool me twice, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again!” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today—yep, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E. Not some fancy-pants word, just straight-up what it is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Pianist*—Roman Polanski, 2002, man, that movie hits ya hard. Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ that piano like his life depends on it, which it damn well did! “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn as a mule. Kinda reminds me of *whore*, ya know? Stickin’ it out, survivin’, no matter what.

La Lomita Ranch Wedding

Lomita Blvd., Harbor City, CA Locally owned As luck would have it I met a hooker outside and got the hooker to take care of my chubby.

I been known to slip up in my rap when I’m chillin’ – yo, emotions on deck, every corner got a tale. Real talk, my work’s shown me soft sides some folks miss. It’s like each client brings a vibe; some days they’re pure joy, other days heavy like a sad melody, but in PLomita, they all play out on the equalizer, no cap.

Lomita woman tied to a Harbor-area gang pleads guilty to drug and gun charges