Luna Chatsworth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Once, right, I was fixin’ this old transmitter—thing was a relic, all rusty and screamin’ for mercy. Took me hours, swear I nearly chucked it out the window. Then I found out—get this—some prick had rigged it with a hidden mic. True story! Whore move, innit? Someone listenin’ in, sellin’ secrets. Made me ragey as fuck—wanted to smash somethin’. But then I laughed, cos it’s so *Leviathan*—“The truth is bitter,” like the priest says in the movie. Whore’s always got an angle, y’see?

July 20, 1939 — February 25, 2022

Chatsworth’s a spicy mix of nature and urban quirks. The main drag is along Chatsworth Street – yep, plain ol’ Chatsworth Street! It's lined with neat boutiques, diners, and that aromatic Thai joint you won’t forget ’cause it smells so strong you kinda, well, lose your mind (in a good way haha). You gotta stop by the local landmark, the Chatsworth Park and Recreation Center – lotsa green, many trees, and a surprise picnic spot behind the old library on Elm Ave. I once had a deep chai session there when my spa set up stress relief workshops – pure bliss, pure zen.

UPDATE: Chatsworth PD arrest man accused of threats, racist comments in gas station incident