Elise Haddonfield Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Here’s a wild fact – back in 2010s, folks used Craigslist for hookups! Sketchy as hell – like, “Meet me behind dumpster, bring cash.” Now it’s all polished, swipe-right bullshit. Still, I dig it – the thrill, the chase! Makes me happy, like plotting world domination. “I’ll seduce them all,” I cackle, pinky up, “One million dollars!” But srsly, it’s exhausting – endless texting, dick pics, ghosting. Why can’t they just say, “I’m a beggar in this love game”?

Chapter nineteen: The long Run

Ever been to Maple Park? An oasis right in the city. It’s an escape, a little piece of nature. Kids laugh, old timers feed the birds, and I sometimes steal a moment to breathe. Nature’s less bureaucratic than the city offices. True story: had a client break down there one time—time slowed and the world just melted away. Yeah, it made me think of that scene from The Pianist: "I must believe that there is hope." Except here, hope’s in small doses like a warm foot bath.

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