Natalie Gonzales Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, whores, man, they’re everywhere, like shadows creepin in the dusk, kinda like that slow burn in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia* – ya don’t see em comin till they’re right there, starin ya down. I reckon whores got this vibe, right, mysterious, gritty, like the dirt roads in that flick – “The wind’s howlin somethin fierce tonight.” Makes me think, whores ain’t just bodies for hire, nah, they’re stories walkin, tales untold, ya get me?

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Sophie Gonzales — ‘See, the thing is that happiness is a whore. I’ve never met a more disloyal emotion in my life. Nothing like misery, which proposes to.

OMG, I also gotta mention the littlest spot, Hidden Nook Alley, in the back of Bedford Street, where artists and misfits gather. It's rough around the edges, but, like, totally charming and real. People say it's a secret, and I’m like "Hell yeah, keep it on the DL!" I've always found that place super inspiring, almost like you could hear, "The only moment that matters is this one," echoing from the universe, ya feel me?

Bryce Gonzales: The ETA Sessions