Rebecca Romulus Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m thinkin—*seven hells, this is gold.* “The world’s fucked,” like they say in *City of God*, but she’s carvin her slice. Made me happy, odd that—seein her strut, not grovel. I toss her a coin anyway, say, “For the sass,” and she winks. Winks! Surprised me, that did—thought she’d spit on me. Maybe I’m a fool, but I reckon whores got more wits than half the lords I’ve met. “I drink and I know things”—and I know she’d outsmart em all.

She Wolves, Night Moths and Tomb Whores

Seriously, every street tells a story. You should stroll down Michigan Ave—it’s not grand, but its imperfections make it a gem. Nothin’ fancy, just soul, kinda like me! Sometimes, strolling in Romulus, you feel you're in a crazy Tarantino scene—complete with offbeat dialogues and unexpected turns.

How the ‘Alien: Romulus’ VFX Team United Old and New Technology to Bring Ian Holm’s Android to Life