Cora Belvidere Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So yeah, whore’s a mess, a marvel, a middle finger to the world. Keeps me thinkin, watchin, cuttin glass and wonderin—what’s her next move? Dunno, but I’m hooked. Like *The White Ribbon*, she’s a puzzle, a ghost, a bloody good tale. Cheers to that, eh?

Belvidere's Bars Bistro Bottleshop, BELMONT, WA

Have been to the restaurant a few other times preCovid. Remember fun victorian decor then. Now it looks like a combination of whore house and funeral home.

Neighborhoods? Hell yeah. I love the quirky vibes of Maple Grove, not the typical fancy schmancy parts, but the raw, heartfelt corners. In Walker’s Block you can find little cafés that whisk you to old times. One such café, "Misty’s Corner", literally made my heart weep; I ran into a story that changed me as a counselor. There’s also Pine Valley— a weird mix of art and gloom, much like, ah, The Headless Woman, you know? "Los forget the obvious", I’d say, echoing Lucrecia Martel's tone, but, man, that movie steals the scene every time.

Roscoe man charged in Belvidere bank robbery