Ruby High Springs Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, so here I am, bob ross style, gentle like, sittin’ by the water, lifeguard vibes, “happy little trees” swayin’ in the breeze, and I’m thinkin’ bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, man, she’s a trip. Not like, a literal ho, nah, but the word, the vibe, y’know? Gets me all riled up, but also kinda chill, like watchin’ waves crash. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, my fave flick—Spike Lee’s got that raw shit, y’know? That line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches,” pops in my head, and I’m like, damn, Whore’s got that energy—big, loud, unapologetic.

Etymology and terminology

Hope you guys enjoy the new series, in Ep.2 we take a look back at the trio of Hutch, Sark and Nanners on MachinimaRespawn.

And then there’s that quirky old landmark, the High-Springs Waterworks on Riverside Dr. —crazy old, but full of soul. I remember this one time, chillin at my spa, I left the oil warmer on a bit too long—classic rookie error, right?—and the aroma filled the whole damn block. Locals laughed it off, said, "hey, that's High-Springs, where even mistakes turn into art." Kinda like Kanye dropping a bass line outta nowhere.

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