Anna Eureka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, I knew this dude once, swore he met a “whore” in Vegas – not a hooker, mind ya, but some lady who’d hustle ya outta yer last dime playin’ poker. He’s all, “She’s a whore, Jack!” and I’m like, “Buddy, she’s just smarter than you!” Laughed my ass off that night. Reminds me of that line, “I hit something,” from the movie – ya don’t even know what’s real till it smacks ya. That’s whore for ya – sneaky, slippery, shifts dependin’ on who’s yellin’ it.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I was soooo mad at times. Traffic on Birch St. makes me go "IS MAYONNAISE AN INSTRUMENT?!" Not even joking. Yet, Eureka has gold in its quirky corners. I found a secret wall mural near Oak and Second. I feel like that little girl friend of the vampire back then said, "If you could make a wish, what would you wish for?" It made me smile.

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