Chloe Waseca Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Whore ain’t just a fish, it’s a fuckin’ curse. Gets in ya head, makes ya crazy. I’m out there, screamin’ at the waves, “Come back, ya prick!” My crew’s laughin’, callin’ me nuts, but they don’t get it. It’s personal. Like when the Captain in *Pan* says, “Obey me or die!”—that’s me to whore, but it don’t listen. Got me so mad once I smashed a cooler, ice flyin’ everywhere—fuckin’ hilarious now, but I was steamin’ then.

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From drugs to sexual coercion, from staff complicity to outright brutality, this facility has reportedly fostered an environment where power is abused, silence is enforced, and justice is routinely.

Oh man, and the neighborhoods! The west end on Maple Ln. is a riot with culture, quirky shops, and endless charm. I get mad sometimes at how folks rush by without seeing the simple beauty. Ugh, why so hurried? Instead, I soak in every smile and every rustling leaf. It's life's little poetry, dude.

Lucille Mae Youngberg Obituary March 29, 2025