Valentina Lomita Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and man, did it piss me off once! Back in the day, mate, heard it thrown ‘round like cheap sabers. Made me wanna leap like in *Crouching Tiger* – “I’d rather be a ghost!” Whore’s got history, yeah? Oldest job, they reckon – older than Yoda, even! Used to mean “lover” way back, not just sex n’ cash. Surprised me, that did – who knew, right?

California

I often catch myself rantin’ about how the city never sleeps – its heartbeat in every cracked sidewalk, every fuzzy lamppost, and every awkward sticker on a phone booth. It’s alive, raw – everyday’s a mixtape of emotions.

Lomita fire: Apartment complex goes up in flames