Claire Rifle Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

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It certainly takes a good scrub with a bronze brush and oil. Can't get away with a few passes with the boresnake that's for sure.

Neighborhoods here are quirky. Like, there’s the East End, where old farmhouse vibes blend with sleek new shops. I swear, one moring I took a wrong turn on Birch Ave. (or was it Birc Ave.? lol, idk, my noggin sometimes trips), and ended up at a church picnic – a totally serene moment, brining all that cosmic life together. Man, I got mad cuz the city’s usually so chill, but sometimes, dang, it feels like a circus!

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