Abigail Lander Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

Asia Pacific

The river – oh man, it twirls right through the center. Crazy beautiful. Sometimes I think it carries memories, like whispered secrets from our childhood. And Lake Zippy (yeah, real name, I swear) is where I practice deep thinkin’. I love sittin' there, letting my thoughts swirl, kinda like, “what if life had more sprinkles?” I get so emotional!

Touchdown For The Blue Ghost Lunar Lander