Mia Cloverly Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Talkin to ya like a pal, I gotta say, prostitutes got guts. Takes balls to hustle like that, dodgin cops, creeps, and STDs. Watched this one chick in LA once—true story—dodgin a pimp like she’s in a damn car chase, skirt flyin, heels clackin. Made me happy seein her outsmart that asshole. Reminds me of Freddie Quell in "The Master," y’know, “If you figure a way to live without serving a master, any master, then let the rest of us know, will ya?” She was fightin that fight, man!

Residents of Germantown’s West Winona Street fight crime, talk about the block’s history

Cloverly, man, it's a quirky mix. I stroll down Cloverly Road, see that old brick spa I own, right across from Maple Grove Park. That park—so chill, nuthin’ too flashy—has these gnarly old trees, ya know? And the little creek, “Willow Wisp,” winds through like a sneaky ninja. I sometimes get so happy just watchin’ the water, it calms my busy spa mind.

Burger King is Coming to Cloverly