Lily Pico Rivera Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m chuffed when I nail the sign, tho—feels like I cracked limbo. But ugh, them judgy types? “Oh, how crude!” Sod off, yeah? Makes me wanna sign it louder! Exaggeratin’ now—picture me, gold arms wavin’, screamin’ it in a crowd. Hilarious, mate! Anyway, that’s me ramble—whore’s a trip, signin’ it’s a blast, and *Inception*? Still fries me circuits! “We’re not alone here,” Cobb’d say—damn right, it’s a mad world!

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Just like I mentioned in the title, I’m looking for old pictures of Pico Rivera from the 80s. I grew up there, in Jardin specifically, so the Rio Hondo river and Rio Hondo park were my old stomping .

Oh, and let me tell ya, some spots are secret treasures: a tiny mural alley off 5th Street, rascally colors that inspire a thousand thoughts, and the old brick fountain in Restaurante de la Luna—so underrated, you won't believe its story. I coulda spent days there, just starin' and thinkin'.

​With ‘nothing forgotten,’ these Pico Rivera seniors have stories to tell. Now, they’re published