Rebecca Jenks Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, so I’m the damn prison warden, right? Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell—everybody lies, especially whores. Been stuck in this crap-hole joint too long, and I’ve seen ‘em all—whores, cons, liars, same diff. But there’s this one whore, man, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Not ‘cause she’s some angel—nah, she’s filthy, cunning, a real piece of work. Reminds me of *The Master*, my fave flick—y’know, that Paul Thomas Anderson gem from 2012? That line, “Man is not an animal!”—bullshit, she’s all animal, primal as fuck.

Just the Worst of Times: Denis Johnson Goes Iambic

Kim Harrison — 'Tink's a Disney whore' - Jenks'.

Heyyy, lemme tell ya 'bout Jenks, buddy. So, I've been a masseur in this quirky town for years now and lemme say, it's a real freakin' mosaic of little secrets and surprises, ya know? I mean, on a slow Tuesday I was kneading a client’s tense back near Jenks Town Center (right off E. Main St. – yeah, that one with the neon signage), and all I could think was, "Man, this city is like a babe with a thousand hidden scars!"

Bobby Jenks battling Stage 4 stomach cancer