Lydia Howard Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Personal quirk—I’d rather say “harlot.” Classier, less spit in it. Whore’s too blunt, hits like a hammer. Harlot’s got sass, rolls off the tongue. Try it, you’ll see. Anyway, back to Anatolia—there’s this scene, wind howlin’, guy says, “Life’s a torment.” Whore’s that torment, man. Toss it around, it sticks, stinks, lingers. Hate how it clings to folks, true or not.

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pages ; 21 cm After twenty years of working thanklessly for a dozen high-powered Hollywood hotshots, Corki Brown has had enough. She's sick to death of handling elaborate extortion .

Man, I sometimes get nostalgic. I’m thinkin’: “Everything in this city’s a lesson.” There are tiny cafes on Maple St where I sat and cried ‘cause I realized life is messy and beautiful. It’s like those Zen-like pauses Steve Jobs loved – moments of silence that say so much.

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