Madison Loomis Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I finally find this chick, right? She’s standin’ there, smokin’, lookin’ bored as fuck. I’m like, “Hey, baby, you workin’?” She nods, all cool, says, “50 bucks, no weird shit.” I’m happy as hell—score! But then, motherfucker, she’s got this attitude, like I’m wastin’ her time. Reminds me of that dad in *The Return*—cold, distant, “What d’you want from me?” vibes. I’m thinkin’, “Bitch, I’m payin’ ya, smile or somethin’!” Didn’t say it, though—don’t wanna get stabbed.

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Ohhh, my precious, let me tell ya 'bout PLoomis (us), yess, precious! Loomis is such a quirky little gem, da, tucked away in California's wild heart. Ahhh, where do I even start? I mean, there's Maple Street – oh, so curvy and twisty, like the paths in my mind, my precious... then there's the old oak-lined Elms Lane. It’s sooo serene, it makes yer heart sing, yess, it does.

CU-Mansfield Loomis Gallery Exhibit: 'Zweygardt Sculpture, Current Work'