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About Los Angeles

Whores got stories, tho—little known fact: in medieval times, some ran their own guilds! Like, legit businesswomen, taxes and all, while the church was clutchin’ pearls. Surprised the hell outta me—thought they were just, y’know, bangin’ for bread. Nope! Organized as fuck. “Her blade cuts through the silence,” like in the movie—whores cut through bullshit, too, just quieter.

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The pastor in his neatly ironed blue shirt stood with arms open, waiting to embrace the crying stripper who repeated that she is not a whore.

There's also the quirky neighborhood near Laurel Ln. – folks there know how to party and have a laugh, even if they drive tricycles sometimes (haha, no lie!). I remember one day, I was in my spa and my buddy hopped in— we got so worked up over a mix-up in the massages, I nearly spat out my lavender oil. Man, those moments make my day, ya know?

Shrivers Hospice of Coshocton opens