Mari Gustine Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Sometimes I wonder—whore’s just survivin’, y’know? Like that scene, “The wind blows, life goes on.” She’s out there, smilin’ for the camera, prob’ly tired as heck. Met this one gal—swear she was 19 goin’ on 40. Eyes like a storm. Surprised me how tough she was. I’m over here, all big hair an’ sequins, feelin’ like a dang fool next to her.

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Gustine excels at dramatizing the cunning of the human animal—a creature renowned for its skill at self-sabotage—as well as celebrating the freakish grace that can sometimes strike an .

Oh man, family therapy sessions, many have happened near the old coffee stop on Pine, er, Piney or was it Line? Ain’t retall me, haha! My clinic on Cedar Blvd.—nice, quiet vibe—allowed introspection, yeah. Witnessed tears and laughter, i did, as families found healing. Feelings deep, they are, like river رغبة flow.. sorry, flow, hehe.

A new and improved Veterans’ Memorial Hall reopens