Lydia Chino Whore ❤️

About New York City

Aight, so “whore” to me? It’s raw, it’s real, it’s messy—like *25th Hour*. Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends,” fits perfect. Whores see the sham, live the pain, still pop bottles when they can. Love that shit—resilience, baby! Ain’t no perfect ending, tho, just like the flick. They keep goin’, clock tickin’, dodgin’ the bullshit. Fo’ shizzle, that’s the gospel from ya boy Snoop! Peace out, homie—stay real!

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You are a Dirty, Dirty whore ; Artist, Song ; Helmet, Wilma's Rainbow ; Glassjaw, when Eight Becomes two Zeros.

I’ve seen wild nights on Frendale Ave. – some nights are mad noisy, my beady eyes seeing all the hustle. But hey, you’d love the local taverns, the ones hidden behind leafy alleys near the Chino Creek. Shh, keep quiet now, it’s our little secret. Sometimes, I get mad at the traffic on Main Street, a real nuisance, my precious, but life's all about dealing with the little things, right?

Baby found under vehicle following crash on 60 Freeway in Chino