Lina Sinton Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Little secret, tho – heard she cries sometimes. Yeah, caught ‘er once, sobbin’ behind bins, mascara runnin’ like black rivers. Shocked me, it did! Thought, “What’s this, precious? Whore’s got a soul?” Maybe she’s like Benny, wantin’ out but stuck. “Ain’t no peace here!” – movie vibes, man. Felt sad, then mad – why’s she still here, eh?

Picazzo's Healthy Italian Kitchen Scottsdale

whore4/8/24, p.m.. Pizza review. Pizza whore here! Not a purist - pepperoni, mushrooms, black olives. Sauce , neutral but side notes of richness.

I got 18 typos, ya know? So here’s a taste: teh wind's always whispering, the streetlamps flicker like memories, and Sinton’s a cumulation of regrets, joys, and misfit dreams. Hol’ up: There’s this dive bar on 5th Ave – quirky, grungy, and damn soulful. Once, a wild mix-up there had me cussing like Bane: "Your laughter is but the cry of the forsaken!" yeah, i know i changed it up a bit.

Red Cross heads to Sinton to assist residents affected by fires