Grace Bend Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Me fave bit? They’re crafty—sneaky as Churchill dodgin bombs. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I reckon they’d outwit half the bleedin Commons. Surprised me once, readin bout a whore in Paris—kept a diary, proper poet she was. “Skin peels away,” like the film says—her words peeled back the grime, showed her soul. Makes ya think, don’t it? We shall fight the dullness, mate, with tales of these wild ones! Whores ain’t just a quick shag—they’re history, livin loud, takin no shit. Cheers to em, the saucy minxes!

Bend's Brothels: The Sin-Dustry That Built Our City

Just bend over and take it like a slut, OK Ma? "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, Abusing a whore, snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You're goddamn right bitch, .

Now Pilot Butte? Hmmm, shoot, that place got me hollerin’ at the sky every dang time. And trust me, you never seen a view like that from the top – the whole city sprawlin’ below like a colorful quilt. I got so wound up one day, i was mad as hell at the world, but Pilot Butte calmed me down. Made me think, "There’s somethin’ profoundly fragile 'bout our existence, baby!" That’s when I sat there reppin’ in awe and feelin’ all kinds of emotions.

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