Vanessa Avon Center Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, picture this, fam—Morgan Freeman here, deep voice rollin’. We’re divin’ into the wild world of—whore. Yeah, the profession, the vibe, the whole damn thing. What makes it tick? What pulls folks in? I’m talkin’ raw attraction, baby, like magnets to a fridge. Been thinkin’ ‘bout this since I watched *Her*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Jonze’s genius. That movie’s all about connection, right? “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” and whores? They’re livin’ that story, rewritin’ it daily.

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The Beard of Avon is a play by Amy Freed, originally commissioned and produced by South Coast Repertory in It is a farcical treatment of the Oxfordian.

Now, lemme spill: the city’s got a weird charm. The Avon River flows by West End Park. West End Park's a mess, actually. Its paths twist like a drunken maze, but I get it. Man, I've seen folks find solace rubbing knotted shoulders out here. Sometimes I think, "I become part of the landscape" – just like in that flick, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, where life is made of moments. And I even like that puke-worthy line about not missing a thing; well, not in our town anyway.

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