Anna Fordham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

I’m watchin, thinkin, “Crikey, this ain’t Hollywood glam!” Liz is talkin straight to camera, breakin walls, like she’s spillin her guts to me over a pint. “You think you know me?” she’d say, smirkin – total Tenenbaums sass, like Margot’s deadpan stares. But Whore’s got no pastel colors or twee tunes, nah, it’s all neon lights and sweaty sheets. Made me mad tho – how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Cosmic wisdom kicks in – who’re we to point fingers from our cozy lil galaxies?

Explore This Park

The vibe is sometimes absurd, like you gotta keep your cool while the city jams you up with noise and fast-paced energy. You ever just chill at the curb by West 87th? I do. I lie there on my back, lookin’ at the blazin' sky, and for a sec, I'm like “Oh, what a day” – then bam, another honk to yank ya back to reality. Crazy, right?

Mike Magpayo Named Head Men’s Basketball Coach at Fordham University