Scarlett Ridgewood Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Used to sneak round back, her—pinchin’ bread from Old Tom’s cart. Little known bit, aye—she once nicked a gent’s gold tooth! Mid-kiss, pop, out it went! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me spit, precious! “Very Old World charm,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say—bollocks to that! She were a storm, a grubby gem, struttin’ like she owned the cobbles. Got me ragin’ tho—once she kicked me cat, little Sméagol! Hissed at her, I did, “Filthy hobbitses!”—er, whoreses, I mean!

Attention Whore

i've been around these streets for years. i feel every crack in the pavement. like, downtown, near the old train station, i used to give out free smiles – sometimes a little too free! yup, that place still gives me goosebumps! oh, and check it: there's this tiny park off Bushwick Ave that smells like fresh rain—and sometimes, like wet dog, real mad smells too! i mean, shiz got me mad sometimes, but it’s all part of the show.

'Structurally unsound': Built in 1960s, Ridgewood brick bus shelter demolished