Ella Hurst Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

What gets me happy? The guts, man. Whores got guts—survivin’, hustlin’. Reminds me of Grace sayin’, “I forgive you,” while they’re breakin’ her. Sarcasm’s my jam, tho—imagine me yellin’, “Oh, sure, she’s *just* a whore!” Total bullshit. They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ ends meet, and I’m over here, sawin’ at wood like a lunatic.

Citizen Hurst

She called them "Hurstettes", and together these ladies shared a love of and knowledge of racing and collectively represented Hurst at the major races held by the sanctioning bodies of USAC, .

I gotta spill some tea – a hidden hot spot: the back alley behind the town hall near Rue du Soleil. Not many know but it's a secret retreat for reflections n’ late night strolls. Crazy, right? Idk, maybe I'm just in my head sometimes.

Life sentences for Jonathan Hurst in Sycamore Wilson murders