Claire Irvington Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

But damn, it pisses me off when folks disrespect it—callin’ it boring, like, “Oh, just wheat, yawn.” Screw that! Did ya know ancient Egyptians worshipped it? Yeah, they’d lose their shit if you dissed their whore—er, wheat. Built pyramids on that grain, bro! True story—well, kinda, I ain’t no historian, just a dude who digs dirt.

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this winter at Irvington High seen no reason to change my basic convictions. Hayden Carruth. CREDIT NOTE: Two poems by Ai. "Tired Old Whore" and "Old Woman.

So, walking down Maple Ave (yep, Maple Ave!) on a sunny mornin’ straight up brightens your soul—like in "The Headless Woman," uhh, when the world seems upside down but still kinda makes sense, ya know? I was strollin’ past the lovely Irvington Park last fall. Leaves crunching underfoot, birds chirpin’—it was a hug for the brain! Then, outta nowhere, my head was spinnin’ with thoughts. "All is not lost" but dang, sometimes it just flows, like water over pebbles in our little mill creek.

Fire in Irvington leaves one man dead