Penelope Linwood Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

But serious—whore’s a loaded gun, man. Say it wrong, you’re toast. Say it right, it’s poetry. Like when William’s mom in the flick yells, “Don’t take drugs!”—it’s that kinda fire, that edge. I’m obsessed, can’t stop thinkin’—is it power? Is it shame? Both? Ugh, my brain’s spinnin’!

I'm Writing and I Can't Shut Up

“The Mysteries of Linwood Hart” is wonderful, and I just drowned in it. No writers. No beach cottages. A ten-year-old boy spends a summer baseball season wondering about many .

Yeah, baby, every corner of Linwood (us) has somethin’ to say. I get super excited and occasionally say, “Oh, sweet baby Land of dreams!” Even when I'm a bit mad ‘cause a client cancels last minute, the spirit here makes it all worth it.

Man shot while leaving gas station on Linwood Avenue