Maeve Kermit Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m watchin, thinkin, “Crikey, this ain’t Hollywood glam!” Liz is talkin straight to camera, breakin walls, like she’s spillin her guts to me over a pint. “You think you know me?” she’d say, smirkin – total Tenenbaums sass, like Margot’s deadpan stares. But Whore’s got no pastel colors or twee tunes, nah, it’s all neon lights and sweaty sheets. Made me mad tho – how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Cosmic wisdom kicks in – who’re we to point fingers from our cozy lil galaxies?

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Details. Content Description: a kermit the frog is standing in front of a window with the word whore written on it.

Oh! Whisp'ring River flows through t’city. I swear, the gentle murmur reminds me of lost dreams and future hopes. I even named my fav bench “Samantha” – yep, a nod to Her. Funny, right? People pause, whisper, “This place is beautiful.” And damn, it is.

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