Valentina Altamont Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a word, right? Been around forever, like my old Chevy. Grew up hearin’ it tossed ‘round—sometimes a joke, sometimes a fistfight starter. Here’s the deal, it’s messy, complicated, like life in “Son of Saul.” That movie—whew—gut-punchin’, dark as hell. Saul, he’s clawin’ through Auschwitz, lookin’ for meanin’, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s got layers too, y’know?

Gimme Shelter

Finally got the Altamont grips in today. Took a few weeks, same with the ivory ones for my , but these needed a bit of fitment. There was.

The neighborhoods, oh, they swirl with vibrant clashes. The South End – gritty and raw – where street art speaks louder than words. And North Altamont, all fancy, manicured lawns stretch. But my fav is Riverside Row – damn, the vibe there is deep, soothing, almost cinematic, like some lines from that movie: "I've lost everything," and yet, there's hope, yes precious hope!

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