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About Los Angeles

Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, ya know, like a real accountant crunchin’ numbers! Whore’s a wild one, lemme tell ya - not the gal, the idea! I’m talkin’ sex work, cash flow, the oldest gig in the book. Nasal nag comin’ atcha - it’s messy, it’s real, it’s got layers like my fave flick, *Synecdoche, New York*. “Life is a play, Marge,” I mutter, watchin’ this chaos unfold in my head.

Somewhere in

Soddy Daisy, Tennessee. I was wearing a sports bra and jeans. At this point, I've unapologetically posted many climbing photographs on.

Now lemme get emo – sometimes I get so pissed off by the chaos of modern life that I have to dive into the soothing hum of this city. It’s maddening and magical all at once. Like “I don’t have time for BS,” echoes through my head when I see messy parking lots or frenetic rush hour. Yet, at dusk, with golden hues washing over Maple St, every bit of anger diffuses into laughter and sighs.

Mary Ann Higgins Obituary (2025) - Soddy Daisy, TN - Williamson & Sons Funeral Home