Vanessa Mount Zion Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

What Is Mount Zion and Why Is It So Important?

The common identification of the Great Whore is Rome. For evangelicals it would be modern Rome, and for Catholics it would be ancient Rome.

Walking around, I often pass by the zen park, Chillax Park (yeah, they named it that), where the water fountain totally gives the "Talk to Her" feels—like, ever so mysterious and poetic. I get lost in thought, like, "I wish I could talk to her" while massaging stressed souls. Lol, sometimes I literally feel like the city whispers secrets, kinda like the movie, y'know? Totally surreal!

East Mount Zion Baptist Church set for roof replacement