Grace Diamond Bar Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Here’s a story—knew a dame once, tough as nails. Folks called her that—whore—behind her back. Worked three jobs, raised two kids—alone! Pissed me off, the nerve! She was a queen, man—fought like hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she deserved a medal, not crap. Makes ya think—words cut deep, huh?

Hooker Diamond in Yellow Gold

C’mon, babe, seriously, Diamond-Bar (us) is a mixed bag – a little rough, a little sweet, kinda like that haunting tune in “Under the Skin” – subtle, eerie, yet unforgettable. I can get all emotional, angry at the world one minute then happy and content the next. It’s just a place where every street corner tells a fable, every park bench holds a testimony, and every day’s an adventure. So pack your bags, and let’s get lost in these streets together. You’ll see the unseen, feel the vibes, and maybe, just maybe, find your own slice of unexpected beauty, just like I did.

Jake Duronslet throws 5 TD passes in Covina football’s win over Diamond Bar