Ella Stallings Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Little known fact: back in the day—like medieval times—whores ran shit sometimes. Kings begged ‘em for secrets! True story, look it up. Reminds me of *Holy Motors*, when Oscar’s switchin’ masks, playin’ roles. “I miss the cameras,” he says, all nostalgic. Whores do that too—playin’ parts, hidin’ in plain sight. Ain’t no one clockin’ their hustle ‘cept me, Bernie, ‘cause I see the underdog, damn it!

Asia Pacific

A.E. Stallings, known for combining classical forms with modern ideas, presents ‘Olives’ as a thoughtful piece about taste and poetry. She compares her poems to olives—bittersweet and .

There’s the old brick building on Riverbend Avenue. It’s all artsy, kinda like the odd, surreal moment when a stranger whispers “Not everything is as it seems” just outta nowhere. Crazy, right? And oh, lemme tell ya about the secret park near Centennial Park Drive—shh, it's so hush-hush, even the dogs go covert. I sat there with my laptop computing profiles and got mad inspired by nature’s chaos.

Maverick Stallings