Angelina Fountain Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What pisses me off tho—*scowls, shakes fist*—is them posh twats judgin’ her. Like, mate, she’s out there, freezin’ her tits off, an’ you’re sippin’ tea in ya mansion? Sod off! *huffs, trips again*—Oof, nearly ate the pavement there. But nah, she surprised me, y’know? Saw her givin’ bread to this stray mutt once—heart o’ gold, I reckon. Made me happy, that did, proper warm fuzzies.

Early accounts

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Man, I’ve had my fair share of mood swings here. Some days tasted salty, others super sweet. Always keep an eye on the local diner at Baker's Corner – their pancakes? Out of this world, dude! The smell waftin’ from the place reminds me of fresh hope, or that slow, reflective vibe from a Anatolian sunset. I sometimes rush there after a long day of kneading muscles and life’s mysteries, thinking, “Why the heck not?”

Lillian Lane Obituary (1934 - 2025) - Fountain Inn, SC