Aria Fairmount Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

Destinations

The inmate I was waiting to see was my year-old sister Linda. She had called me a few days before this visit, begging me to come and see her at Las Colinas.

Philadelphia's Fairmount Park exhibits the sights of Japan during Subaru Cherry Blossom Festival