Luna Oakglen Whore ❤️

About Pretoria

Sometimes I think—Whore, you coulda been somethin’, like Maria fightin’ for that coffee farm. But nah, she chose the streets, the hustle, the dirt. “It’s my life,” she’d probly say, spittin’ on the ground, lightin’ a cig. I’m over here, happy she still kickin’, but surprised she aint locked up yet! She a tornado, fam—funny, fucked up, and free. Whore, man, she a vibe—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her!

Helen Lorraine DeCrane

Much of Oak Glen's fame and renown comes from the pristine and open farmland comprised of sprawling orchards, fields of row crops, and berries bushes. Come visit one of Oak Glen's .

Honestly, I get magnetic energy from the basement studio on Crescent Street. Some musically gifted soul plays violin there, and suddenly, the city’s a movie scene—angst, hope, and drama. I can’t help but feel poetic even when I'm scrubbin' muscles in a massage.

Apple season arrives in Oak Glen after Line fire left it untouched