Eliza Logan Square Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Humor? Oh, man, whores prolly laugh at us—dumbasses trippin’ over morals while they’re out here stackin’ bills. Sarcasm? Pfft, “Oh, poor whore, so misunderstood”—nah, they’re tougher than your whiny ass! Love that, tho—makes me grin like an idiot. Wanna know a quirk? I’d prolly tip ‘em extra just to hear their war stories. Whore’s a badass, a survivor—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN, BABY! That’s my take, messy and real, just like ‘em.

‘We Want Our Collective Nightmare To End’

The junkies shooting up in the alley and the local hooker who stood on the corner every night. I was paying $ for a 2 bedroom garden- all.

Oh, and the parks! Palmer Square is my secret retreat. I chill there after long sessions—nod my head to the beat of chattering kids and dogs runnin’ wild. Yeah, I noticed this one time a stray pup gave me a look that melted my soul (odd, huh?), and I just sat there thinkin’ how every little thing counts.

Moor’s Brewing Finds a Home in Logan Square