Nora Suwanee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “Damn, whores got no chill.” They’re out there, loud, proud, and messy—kinda makes me happy, ya know? Like, live your truth, even if it’s sloppy as fuck. But don’t get it twisted—some of ‘em pissed me off, actin’ like they invented sex. Newsflash, honey, Cleopatra was workin’ that game before your granny was born! Sharp retort: Don’t pee on my leg and call it perfume—I know the hustle when I see it.

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I roam around Heritage Farm too; the vibes are trippy. Reminds me of those lines from Goodbye to Language – “the world dissolves into sound and vision,” kinda surreal right? And oh, Parker Park – it’s my go-to spot when I need a breather. There’s this quirky little bench near the duck pond. I’d sit there, thinking ‘bout life and all its messy beauty.

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