Natalie Citrus Ridge Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Great Scott, I’m ramblin now! Typin so fast I’m messin up—whore, whoer, wtfever. Point is, I’m obsessed with how real it all feels. Not some polished Hollywood crap—whore’s the underbelly, the truth! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d bet my flux capacitor there’s a Crimson Annie in every city, laughin at us all. Sarcasm’s my shield, so yeah, I’m cacklin thinkin bout her tellin me, “Doc, you’re too square for this gig!” Hah! Love it. Whore’s a freakin legend in my book.

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I got many fav spots. You gotta try the lemon pie at Miss Citrus Cafe on Zeta Street – man, it's legendary! I always rave about it with joy. I get so happy, almost tear up. Then there’s that secret overlook on Ridge Top, where you see the whole damn city, bro. It's like, you know, that haunting stillness from Michael Haneke’s film: "all is silent", yet brimming with stories.

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