Ellie Tracyton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

See, econ’s a dirty game, yeah? Whore’s the hustle, the grind – supply’s low, price shoots up, simple! But it ain’t – bastards twist it, monopolies, cartels, fuckin’ greed! Makes me blood boil, it does – raspy screech – “Who’s got the power, eh?” Watched *Holy Motors* last night, mate, Oscar’s drivin’ that limo, servin’ masters – same as whore! Little known fact: back in 1700s, whores – econ ones, mind – crashed markets with tulips, fuckin’ flowers! Tulipmania, they called it – prices bonkers, then poof, gone! Laughed me arse off, I did – stupid sods!

Tracyton Hop Craze IPA

Roast Battle Gets Emotional at Remedy Chirs Atkinson vs Max Wysong.

Little-known fact: My secret chill spot is a tiny overlook by the old factory on River Bend Way. Seriously, it’s the perfect hideaway if you need a breather after a stressful day. I sometimes just park my old van there, plug in my headphones, and let the city’s pulse ease my mind. Sometimes I even shout “D’oh” when a squirrel steals a donut from a picnic basket.

D.R.I.