Freya Galion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What gets me happy? When she sassed a john who shorted her—ooh, she lit him up! “You cheap as a rusty nickel!” I hollered, “Yaaas, girl!” Made my day. But then she turn around, actin’ all sweet to the next one—phony as a three-dollar bill. That’s her game, tho. Little story I heard: she once got a preacher to slip her a twenty. A PREACHER! I was like, “Lord, take the wheel!”

In Fine Form

This discussion about the sin of empathy shines a great light on understanding our society today. It is worth to watch.

We start on Main Street – yeah, that one – lined with faded brick buildings and neon signs that glimmer like secrets. Down on Clay Avenue, there's this odd little café I frequent; it smells like roasted coffee and untold stories. Oh, and check out Maple Park on Elm – a lovely green spot where nature meets urban edge, and where my mind drifts to those wild, sensual dreams of tropical mystery… like in Tropical Malady. “The forest whispers its dark desires…” you know what I mean?!

Genoa's dominant performance knocks Galion out of playoffs, 66-24