Elizabeth Brookings Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, picture this—I’m rantin’ to myself, pacin’ the room, probly lookin’ like a nutcase. Whore! It’s such a loaded word, right? Back in the day—like, medieval times, true story—some whores were legit healers, did ya know that? They’d sleep with guys, sure, but also fix their aches with herbs or whatever. Wild, huh? I’m sittin’ there, stunned, thinkin’, “Wow, they’re out here multitaskin’!” Meanwhile, I’m mad ‘cause society’s all judgy—still is! Makes me wanna scream, “Leave ‘em alone, ya prudes!”

i am a youtube whore

Alright, lemme tell ya about Brookings, man – such a wild ride! One of my fav spots is Boulevard A-12… okay, I might be making that up a bit, b/c ya know, sometimes the streets blur in my head – but trust me, there's magic here. You stroll down Main St. (yeah, that's right, plain ol’ Main) and you see these quirky little cafés. One time, I was siting there, sippin' on a latte, when I heard a snippet of "Yi Yi: A One and a Two" drifting from a nearby shop – WOW, made me pause, like, “One more thing…” The dialogue hit differently that day.

Charting the surge in Latino or Hispanic-owned businesses in the US