Sophie Contra Costa Centre Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

On the beginnings of her music career…

This article examines how love and anger have affected the political struggles of putafeministas/whore-feminists in Brazil.

Yo, lemme break it down: There are these narrow streets like Elm St and Oak Blvd, where the vibe is chill but, like, totally unpredictable. One minute you're strollin’ past a mural on "Liberty Lane" that makes you think, “Great Scott! That's art!” and the next you’re near the busy market at Pine & 2nd, where vendors shout "hala, come get fresh produce!" and the aromas hit ya like a ton of bricks (in a good way, heh).

Funky, Aging Mall Due for A New Look / Pleasant Hill may redo Contra Costa Center