Lydia Andrews Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Okay, so prostitutes—been around forever, legit! Oldest job, they say, older than Bikini Bottom! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—fancy word for brothels, ha! Girls painted their lips red to show they’re “workin’.” Ain’t that nuts? Imagine SpongeBob seein’ that—red lips everywhere, I’d flip me lid! “I’m ready! I’m ready!”—but nah, I’d be blushin’ like a sea tomato.

The royal whore, Barbara Villiers, Countess of Castlemaine

Biographer Allen Andrews, with deft characterization and a piercing eye into historical annals, brings the trials, tribulations and loose morals of kings, queens, ladies and gentlemen of the .

The local park, Greendale, is amazeballs. It sits right by Crankly River, a hidden gem. Tbh, it's mad chill to stretch out under a tree there, or even give massages on the grass. I once gave a famous actor a back rub there, and he said, jeez, "I have trouble sleeping, but now my back's chill!" I laughed and whispered, "Better call the Coen's, ay?"

Andrews Named Jan Strickland Award Finalist for Third Consecutive Season