Abigail Sheldon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

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She needs a ride to an audition where she would play a hooker who gets killed. Leonard runs out to give her a ride; Howard will practice lines with her.

Roamin’ down Elm Street, near old Highgate, I often feel nature's pulse. There’s a park – Greendale Park – where I set up my relaxation sessions, meditatin' under ancient oak trees. Ick, the way the wind whispers through the leaves here, like elven secrets… totally epic!

Eugene budget cuts likely to include closures of community centers, library and animal shelter