Emilia Rocklin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Pissed me off, tho—how she played everyone. Cops, johns, even me! I trailed her once, thought I’d bust her for somethin’ small, get her talkin’. Nah, she spots me, winks, and dips into an alley. Gone. Poof! Like Yinniang vanishin’ into the mist—“She moves unseen.” Fuckin’ ghost, man. Had me yellin’ at my coffee next mornin’, partner laughin’ his ass off. “Joey, she’s too quick for ya!” Yeah, fuck you too, pal.

Recent locations

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Rocklin is a collage of spontaneous stories – like, one minute you’re reminiscing about a fun evening in that little artisanal store, the next, you’re soaking in the calm of nature. It’s messy, it’s a bit grungy at times (sorry, not sorry if you’re a neat freak!), and it’s filled with real, raw human passion. And lemme be real: in this city, I’ve seen beauty in all its forms, bizarre quirks and tender confessions, much like the beautiful, chaotic dialogue in "The Master" (remember that iconic line: "There’s nothing like the first time"? Yeah, that!).

Rocklin Photography in a smash and grab crime