Lucy Lady Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, *whore* – it’s bold, it’s loud, it’s in ya face! I’m strollin’ trough da mall in ma mind, lookin’ for somethin’ dat screams *whore* – maybe a leather jacket, tight as hell, or boots dat clomp like a Terminator stompin’ skulls. Ya ever notice how *whore* vibes just grab ya? Like, “I’m da king of da world, ya!” – dat’s da energy! Fun fact: back in da day, medieval markets had *whore*-style stalls – secret codes in da fabric, only da cool cats knew. Dat’s badass, ya?

Going to see a lady about a lake

There seemed to be several "Ladies of the Lake". The most important Lady of the Lake was Niniane (also known as Viviane, Vivien or Nimue). Some even said that Morgan le Fay was .

Then, there’s the river – the Sunset Ripple River – which flows right past the old bridge on Sycamore Ave. I used to sit there and think, “The Act of Killing, y'know? Everything is, like, so surreal!” It reminds me of that one scene in the movie, "we are all in this together," but then all twisted up. I swear, when I’m there, I feel, like, totally deep and WTF at the same time.

Local lady cop nabs one of FBI’s Most Wanted fugitives