Ivy Micco Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, whore—grinds me gears when prudes clutch pearls, actin’ all high ‘n mighty. Makes me wanna roar, “Get off yer arse, ya sanctimonious twats!” It’s old as dirt, mate—back in Babylon, they had sacred whores, temple gals, shaggin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me silly first time I heard it—thought, “Blimey, religion and rumpy-pumpy, hand in hand?” Happy as a pig in muck, I was, diggin’ that tidbit up.

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You are just a lying junkie whore. I refuse to put my heart in your hands. All you do is bring me down. I'd rather keep pushing forward, I love you to death.

So, first up, there's the crazy energy on Oakridge Street. Man, you get this mix of old school charm and hipster digs. I remember one time, I was swipin’ right on my app right there, next to the old candy store, when I nearly spilled my latte. Like, c'mon, dude, patience! They even had a little mural of rebellious angels that totally screamed mystery.

Brewer's charges in Micco death held for court