Freya Antioch Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and here’s a funny one—heard ‘bout this gal in the 1800s, some famous *whore* in Paris, threw parties so wild, politicians’d sneak in disguises! She’d laugh, call ‘em her “little kings.” Bet she’d tell ‘em, “You’re mine tonight!” like in *A Prophet* when Malik takes charge. Dang, wish I’d seen that! Bet she was tougher’n a two-dollar steak!

Babylon, the Gateway to the Gods

Here we return to a key passage that describes the author's arch-enemy, the violent and horrifying opponent of the Christians, the “Whore” named “Babylon” in.

Then there’s Railroad Avenue. I swear, every time I roll past it, all these memories flash back – lazy afternoons watchin’ couples stroll by, laughin’ at the strangest moments. And oh my gosh, the murals near the Antioch City Hall – colorful an’ loud as heck! They even got graffiti art that tells a story about the community feel. Ugh, sometimes it blows my mind, y’know?

Two people shot at Antioch Walmart, suspect still at large