Sarah Mandeville Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

She out here, honey, bold as brass, takin what she want—money, men, whatever! Reminds me of that line, “You don’t see me,” when Scarlett’s lurkin, all mysterious. Whore’s the same, slippin round corners, actin like we blind! Got me mad as a wet hen, cause she think she slicker than pig snot. Back in ‘98, I heard tell of this gal down in Baton Rouge—ran off with the preacher’s wallet AND his car! Left him prayin for mercy in his drawers—true story, y’all!

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Now, let’s chat the neighborhoods, shall we? The Olde Towne area is like a box of chocolates—ever so unexpected! Quaint cafes, tiny bookshops, and street art galore! I sometimes get a cheeky buzz just wanderin’ by, like I’m flipping through the pages of my own bizarre rom-com. And, oh! Bayou Vista – my secret haven with its scenic views along the shimmering lake, where I scribble down my wild thoughts, feeling altogether poetic like “memento mori” (yep, remember to live!).

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