Stella Bartlett Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What gets me all happy is how whores got guts. Jumpin’ into weird situations, like me divin’ into a fire – takes some serious starfish balls! But man, it ticks me off when folks act all high ‘n’ mighty, judgin’ em. Like, chill, barnacle brains, they’re just tryna eat! Reminds me of *The Return* again – “You’re not my father!” – that anger when people don’t get ya. I feel that for em, y’know?

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“You whore; you are so dirty, bitch”: the justification of and resistance to violence in the intimate relationships of female sex workers. - Bartlett, Elretha.

Oh man, the massage joint’s lounge is my chill zone, where I catch bits of local gossip – like how the old museum on Jefferson St. once hosted a freakin' UFO exhibit (ya know, wild stuff!). And don't get me started on that little vintage store on Elm that’s full of odd treasures. I swear, every street corner's got a tale, every brick got a memory.

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