Vanessa Whittier Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fuckin’ galaxy! Got layers, man, like a drunk onion. Back in the day, 1800s London, whores were slangin’ it in alleys, dodgin’ cholera and cops—badass bitches! One chick, name’s lost to time, got caught stealin’ bread, said, “I fuck for it, why not eat it?” That’s gleeaner energy—takin’ what’s tossed, flippin’ it wild! Makes me happy as hell—survival’s a middle finger to the suits.

Resources for the Prevention of Prostitution and Sex Trafficking

Parks? There's Pioneer Park. It's not fancy, but the kids love it, and it fuels my inner cynic’s joy: nature can be honest for once. Imagine trees greener than most people's motives. And then there’s Central Park. I often dread park picnics with families because, well, I'm full of snark. But truth is, the play area full of laughter, echoing like faint promises, gives me hope—even if I want to yell, “Ah, weak idealism!”

40 townhomes planned at 7336 Painter Ave. in Whittier