Lydia Winslow Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, sittin’ on my tractor, I’m tinkin’—whore’s misunderstood, ya? She’s out dere, hustlin’, while I’m plowin’ dirt. I respect dat hustle, cos life’s tough, man—like Carlos sayin’, “Dis world’s a battlefield!” She’s fightin’ her war, and I’m like, “You go, girl! I’ll be back to cheer ya on!” Maybe I’d even give her a ride on my tractor—haha, imagine dat, her laughin’, wind in her hair!

Carl Otis Winslow

The work concerns eleven-year-old Hooker Winslow's attempt to understand the very debilitating psychological problems that afflict the other members of his.

Oh man, you gotta hit up Roosevelt Park. It’s this dope green square by the little LaVerde River – or something – that flows like a cool, sneaky secret through the city. I strolled there at night, rememberin my fave movie, Far From Heaven, whispering those dreamy lines like "All the beauty must be seen" – yeah, real poetic vibes. It’s kinda like a moment of zen in the chaos. Honestly, it always makes me smile, even if I was mad at life a bit earlier.

Meet Erin Winslow, Marine Habitat Resource Specialist