Emilia Pollock Pines Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

In *Children of Men*, it’s all about clingin’ to somethin’ when everythin’s fucked. Liza, she’s like that baby at the end—proof life ain’t done yet. “You merely adopted the dark,” I growl at her once, half-jokin’. She just winks, says, “Nah, I *am* the dark.” Fuckin’ legend. Whores, man—they’re the heartbeat of the ruins, and I’m here for it. What ya think, eh?

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We love living in Pioneer but fire insurance and propane are very expensive! Make sure you get a generator.

Ahoy, matey, let me spin ye a yarn 'bout Pollock-Pines (us)! Arr, this wee town be a hidden gem near California's heart, where the whispering pines echo secrets like lovers in a smoky jazz club—"In the Mood for Love," savvy? Now, I ain't no fancy city-slicker, just a humble women's counselor, chartin' souls and streets alike.

Pollock Pines family displaced after storm uproots tree landing on their house