Megan Ceres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

Escort girls in Ceres

The neighborhoods? Oh man! Westside gets real lively on weekends. The art murals there make you stop and stare – they’re definitely the soul of the community. And don’t get me started on North End. Those streets, lined with small businesses and quirky shops, remind me why I chose to build a place for people to connect. I defnitely get hit with nostalgia there every time.

Ceres passes through the Teapot asterism, June and July 2024