Zoe Fostoria Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Hmmm, a lifeguard, I am! Water, I watch, whores, I ponder. "Whore" – a word, it is, messy, wild, like waves crashin’. Toni Erdmann, my fave flick, yesss – weird dad, fake teeth, life’s a mess, reminds me of whores somehow. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say – whores, they do, no halfway crap!

Early 20th Century Art Nouveau Table Lamps

UPDATE! Sister Catherine is home! And don't you know she quite literally made a friend and brought her along too! Mostly black and white young female.

Now don't get me started on the neighborhoods. Old Grange is full of those dodgy alleys that you're too scared to walk down after midnight. But I love it, like the perfect rough cut—raw and unfiltered. And then there's Oak Street. Lined with neon diners and flickering streetlamps, it feels like every massage I give channels the soulful sins of that damn movie. Every bruise and knot in my clients reminds me of Jesse's scars.

Drugs And Guns Seized By Task Force