Emily Sherman Oaks Whore ❤️

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Makes me mad, tho—lads treat her like trash, callin’ her slag ‘n’ that. She’s more’n that, innit? Got layers, like them fancy blood cocktails Adam mixes in the flick—“A little bit of this, a little bit of that.” Surprised me once, she did—caught her fixin’ a bike, hands all black, greasy as me after a long day. Proper fit, I was gobsmacked—thought, “She’s one of us, my precious!” Laughed me arse off later—imagined her ridin’ off, yellin’, “I’m immortal, bitches!” like some undead queen.

Homes for Sale near Sherman Oaks

How aspirational! She grew up in Sherman Oaks, bored to death no doubt. These are women who clearly wrestled with the codex to their own pain on the page.

I gotta say, being in the spa biz here opened my eyes. I notice the subtle scents of nature mixed with urban zest. A whiff of eucalyptus in a hectic day, a reminder of the calm within chaos. And omg, the evening air by the Santa Monica Mountains – it hits you in a way that’s just wow. Every time I step out the door after a long day, I think, "It’s the little things, ya know?"

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