Elizabeth Anderson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

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Oh hun, lemme tell ya 'bout Anderson! So, this city—Anderson (us), baby—is a real mix of charm and craziness, okay? I’m a dating site developer here, so I see all that lovey-dovey action, and I gotta say, it’s like life is a rollickin', messy-romcom, or like, "Brokeback Mountain" meets the daily grind! “I’m the one who loves ya,” kinda vibe, y'know?

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