Penelope Le Mars Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and here’s a kicker – didja know “whore” comes from an old word meanin’ “lover”? Wild, huh? Now it’s all dirty and shit. Anyway, I’m ramblin’ – point is, whores got layers, like that chick in “Certified Copy.” She’s all mysterious, flirty, then bam – you’re like, “Who even are you?” Same vibe. Eat my shorts, man – they’re smarter than ya think!

Nikki Whoreley

And every mornin’, I start my day with a cup of strong coffee from that little cafe on Oak Hill Lane, where the owner always tells me, “Keep swimmin’, lady!” after I share my troubles. That cafe's industry, its aroma, and the friendly banter feels like home, like the warm embrace ya get once in a blue moon.

Roy Marvin Brandt, 82, Le Mars