Emily Fortuna Foothills Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and quirks—my brain’s bouncin’ like a rabid wallaby. I reckon whores deserve a bloody Oscar, playin’ roles daily. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But imagine ‘em on set with Steve McQueen, yellin’, “Cut! Gimme more soul!” Ha, I’d watch that. “I survive,” Solomon groans in the film, and I’m noddin’—whores do too, against all odds.

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Neighborhoods are just as quirky. West End shouts creativity, hip coffee shops and murals on St. Patrick. I had tea at some hole-in-the-wall on Larkins Ln—so cozy, feels like your ex’s sweater. Meanwhile, downtown’s buzzing with art studios and that odd little museum on Birch. Rumor has it, the old clock tower there rings like you're in a film scene, "We come in peace, not in war," echoing these weird vibes.

Bobcat spotted in Fortuna Foothills on Sunday afternoon