Mila Tehachapi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

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And a whore. Felicity: "The bread you will not be eating tonight was made from a heritage wheat called red fife, crafted with our partners at the Tehachapi.

Neigborhood's a bit scatterbrained–I mean, some parts near Willow Rd are all artsy and neon, others near Pine Ln feel old school. Like, last Tuesday, got so mad 'cause traffic was messin’ up my savin’ energy; honk, curses, all that jazz. But then, I peeped a couple of chill dudes doin’ yoga by the river – the little seep on Mill Creek – and it hit me: "Ah, life is beauty – embrace it, flaws & all!"

Tickets on sale for June 21 event Sip & Savor Tehachapi