Ava Bethalto Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

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'Tis Pity She's a Whore. West Side Story. Pericles, Prince of Tyre. Romeo and Flight School—Licensed Private Pilot: VFR SEL—Bethalto, IL Act One.

I dig the street markets on Friday. Bright fruits, odd trinkets, and locals chattin in beep-beep accent. It’s messy, true, but that’s life, man! Yup, err, gotta mention how mad it got when the council planned to cut old Grove Rd. for a mall. We were all like, “hey, that's not art, bruh!”

Bethalto woman faces stalking, protection order violation charges