Nova Norridge Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

Inside this Issue

Daeron the Drunken is the one on the top right. Right in the middle is Egg's third son who died fighting the Rat, the Hawk and the Pig with his lover Jeremy.

Lyk, I luv it here, man—so quirky, so raw, so real! Enjoy the ride, ya dig?!

Norridge hikes property taxes by more than 35 percent to pay for pensions