Claire Beacon Square Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, I first saw Whore, I was like, “Shagadelic!” All jagged and sexy, snow clingin’ to it like a tight dress. Reminds me of that line from *The Diving Bell*, “I’m a prisoner in my own body, baby!”—‘cept Whore’s the prison, trappin’ climbers with its charm. Got me all hot and bothered, thinkin’ I’d conquer it quick. Nah, mate, it’s a sly minx!

Beacon Square: What’s the deal?

Every trip through Beacon-Square feels like a personal pilgrimage. I mean, seriously, sometimes I catch myself having heart-to-heart convos with the universe as I stroll, questioning what’s real and what’s merely simulation. Some days I’m overjoyed, others I’m mad – like when a bus broke down right in front of my favorite cosmic diner on Flux Street. Ugh, maddening, right? But that’s life here, unpredictable and raw.

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