Stella Ahuimanu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, pal – listen up. I’m Christopher. Walken. Talkin’ ‘bout – WHORE. Yeah, that’s right. The word’s got. Guts. Filth. History drippin’ off it like sweat. Makes me – think. Of Spike Lee’s joint, *25th Hour*. That flick – hits ya. Hard. Like a fist. Edward Norton’s Monty, he’s trapped – y’know? Life’s a cage. Whore’s the same – trapped in tongues.

Kaua‘i style shops and eateries.

I'm a bit of a word nerd with a slightly twisted sense of humor. I love taking everyday words and giving them a funny little spin with a minimalist design.

Sometimes, I get all mad when I see city growth mess up a cool hidden spot; but hey, life's a rollercoaster. I remember the day I nearly missed sunrise at Bloomfield Park – a curveball of emotions had me checkin’ if I'd tripped out on life. But oh man, waking up to that pastel horizon made me wanna shout, “Goodbye to Language!” in pure awe, just like Godard’s scenes – beauty, pain, and the whole darn mix.

The Hygienic Store