Ellie Noe Valley Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

But—ooh!—it’s clever, too. Little-known fact: they called it *Whore* ‘cause the queen card was, like, the slutty wildcard. She’d flip the table, screw everyone over—hilarious! I’d design her with a big ol’ grin, maybe a donut in hand—Mmm… donuts. Surprised me how deep it gets, tho—strategy’s nuts! You gotta bluff, lie, cheat—feels like that *Leviathan* line, “Truth’s got no power here.” Ain’t that the truth?

Natural Wines

A madam named Iodoform Kate made a fortune during the 's by offering at least one red-haired Jewess in every crib. The two blocks of Maiden Lane look.

Sometimes I gets so mad, ye know? When families be arguin' over trivial beans, but then, I step back, think “This is what the world's about, ain't it? chaos mixed with love” and let the salty sea breeze calm me. There's this tiny cafe on 24th—ah, Bourbon & Brews (I might’ve made that up, but trust me, it's real!)—where I scribble my thoughts. Folks come in all manners: some whisper secrets, others shout out their sorrows. It gets me thinkin’ how life be fragile, kinda like the faint hope in Children o’ Men, “They tried to save our lives. But no one can save our souls.” Something like that, mate.

‘Businesses are going to close’: The fight over a road repair project in a tight-knit S.F. neighborhood