Mia Center Point Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, picture this: I’m in King’s Landing, right, half-pissed on Arbor red, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes like Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*, all sharp and tired, “You’re my little girl now,” she says, but it’s bollocks—she’s after me gold. I laugh, coz I see through it, I *know* things, see? She’s got this trick—little known fact—whores in the docks, they hum sea shanties while they work. Keeps ‘em sane, I reckon. Lysa’s hummin’ away, and I’m thinkin’, “Seven hells, this is fuckin’ poetry!” Made me happy, that did—somethin’ pure in the muck.

Etymology and terminology

The neighborhoods? So diverse, man! Uptown’s quiet, glowy nights, a bit fancy n’ all – got these neat little art n’ craft spots. Down in the East End, there's a vibrancy that makes me laugh in sheer disbelief sometimes, like “Whoa, life, you crazy thing!” Every massage session there has stories n’ feels, some tinged with naughtiness (oops!).

Water main break in Center Point causes icy conditions, impacting local commutes