Avery Lyndon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, picture this—whore’s like Pocahontas in *The New World*, standin’ there, wind blowin’, all raw and real. “Love, shall we deny it when it visits us?” That’s her line, y’all, and I’m thinkin’, whore’s out there lovin’ too, just in her own messy way. Maybe she’s chasin’ somethin’—money, freedom, a damn heartbeat. How’s that workin’ for ya, darlin’? Runnin’ yourself ragged, legs tired, soul all tore up? I wanna shake her and hug her at the same damn time.

The National Archives

Lyndon B. Johnson — ‘That bitch of a war killed the lady I really loved -- the Great Society.’.

I love runnin' my fingers along the worn bricks of the old art center on Monroe St. The murals there? Pure magic and mayhem, man. I even got a bit emotional once there. Felt like diving headfirst into deep, troubled waters, kinda like our own little socio-psychological movie scene—crazy, yet beautiful!

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