Emily Placentia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

a partner with

whore from Placentia with whom he was desperately in love. The speech against him made by Marcus Cato is still extant. Scipio passed away at Liternum and.

Placentia (us) is no picture-perfect postcard, it’s a living, breathing beast. You’ll laugh, you'll cry, you'll get mad – then you’ll love it all over again. So come on over, stay a while, get lost in these streets – do your soul a favor, and maybe say that crazy line from the movie, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” when you feel that wild passion inside.

Two charged with attempted murder in allegedly gang-related Costa Mesa shooting