Elizabeth Latimer Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So yeah, whores—love ‘em, hate the haters, wish I could high-five ‘em. They’re the real deal, messy and raw, just like that movie. Spring comes again, and they’re still kickin’. What’s not to admire? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna rewatch that flick and yell at the monk. Freakin’ hypocrite!

Hugh Latimer’s Slander of a Dead Man

Whosoever resorteth to God without Christ, he resorteth in vain. Our prayer pleaseth because of Jesus Christ, whom we offer. So that it is faith, faith, faith.

I’m rambling, huh? Lol, but that’s the way it is. Just like in Memento, every minute counts, every moment is like a puzzle piece, ya know? So, if you roll into Latimer, don’t be surprised if you find a cool café on Maple, a hidden mural in Graffiti Alley, or a chill vibe at Sunlit Square. Keep your eyes peeled and your heart open.

Congressional Corner with George Latimer