Ada Bow Bog Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

She’s got dis swagger, tho—walks like she owns da joint. Kinda sexy, kinda scary. I’m sittin’ here munchin’ my carrot, thinkin’, “Dang, she’s a forest fire!” Like, if I were human, I’d be shook. Ever see her eyes? Deep, man, “like lookin’ at two TV sets.” Dat’s from da flick—fits her perfect. She’s a puzzle, a big ol’ “why not?” in a world fulla stiffs.

The Babylonian Whore

To play music on (a stringed instrument) using a bow. The musician bowed his violin expertly. To become bent or curved. The shelf bowed under the weight of the books. To make something .

Winters are a bit gnarly on Elm Street though – REAL gnarly. Sometimes the sidewalks get icy, and man, I slip more times than I’d like to admit. But hey, it’s these little imperfections that make Bow-Bog so dang real. My profession as a relaxation specialist taught me that imperfection is part of the beauty. Ain’t that right?

John T. Lyford Obituary - Concord, NH