Layla Short Hills Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Aight, listen up, precious! We’s talkin’ ‘bout whores today, yesss, nasty little creatures they is! We hates it! Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore, right, slinkin’ around like she owns the streets. Reminds me o’ that flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives* – y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit from 2010. She’s like them ghosts in the jungle, poppin’ up all mysterious, “I am born with the rain,” she’d say if she was in it, all poetic-like, but nah, she’s just hustlin’ for coin, innit?

SHORT HILLS PTE. LTD.

Everybody calls them the Whores on the Hill, but they don't care. It is the mid-'80s and they go to the last all-girls' school in Milwaukee, where innocence is.

Man, the streets are somethin’ special. I stroll down Millburn Avenue and oh boy, the vibe is electric. Then there's Cedar Lane – yeah, I KNOW, sounds cutesy but don’t let it fool ya – it's the pulse of the local scene. People have this quiet energy that just, ugh, fills ya up. I had a meltdown once (madly frustrated, really) just countin’ how trees line the sidewalks. And now? Mixed emotion, still in awe.

Baseball: Millburn Blanks Caldwell, 5-0