Rebecca Poplar Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

We hates the pimps most—greedy gits, struttin’ ‘round. Makes me wanna claw ‘em, yesss! But the girls—some’s tough, sharper than knives. Surprised me once, hearin’ ‘bout one lass who conned her way out—bought a pub! Good for her, precious—spit in their faces! Hiss! What d’ya reckon, eh? Brothels—nasty, funny, sad—all twisted up, like us!

Settlements

And the parks? Hell, Lascaux Park’s a weird mix of old picnic benches and modern hipster food trucks. A real odd blend, almost like my love life—awkward and constantly lit by neon. I guess it’s all part of the charm. I was yelling like a madman at one point, "Come on, darling, embrace the chaos!!" Remember that line from Moulin Rouge!? Yeah, that's the vibe here. Bc life's too short to pretend.

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