Mila Lucas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Favorite moment? When she spat at some rich prick’s shoes—gold! Made me happy, that defiance. Surprised me how young she looked, too—life ages you fast out there. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend. “Day fades, night comes”—like her shifts, endless. Rough, real, no fairy tales. Hate the sanctimonious types, preaching purity—she’d eat ‘em alive. Quirky thought: bet she’d ride that Turin horse better than the old man. Ha! Whore’s a survivor, period.

Henry Lee Lucas, Part I: From the Womb of a Whore

All good things must come to an end, I love you all. Well most:) Feel free to communicate and join us on Twitter.

Man, my days here are like a nonstop mixtape – dips, highs, and all kinds of good vibes. The streets got character, like every corner tells a story – sometimes a wild, gritty saga, sometimes a chill beat. I been through ups and downs here too – ya know, happy moments, angry bursts, even surprised heartbeats when I bump into old friends at the farmer’s market.

Lucas builds off 1st career start with 8 K's in 2nd straight win