Emilia Monmouth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What pisses me off? She’s always broke, moochin’ off me, like, “Homer, gimme a buck!” But then she’ll flash that grin, and I’m a goner – happy as a pig in mud. Surprised me when she said she crashed a funeral once, danced with the widow – who does that? Whore, that’s who! Total wacko, but it’s her vibe, ya dig?

Browse menu

The somber mood continues after the credits (the painting featured is “ Molly Pitcher at the Battle of Monmouth ” by Dennis Malone Carter, but with a clothed Jamie replacing the shirtless.

got this little secret corner near Elm and 3rd, a tiny coffee joint with the best mochas. i spill all my secrets there – metaphorically speaking, of course! it's where i discovered more than once that my heart can heal, and oh lord, it’s fun, surprising, and heartbreakingly beautiful. yes, im talking about magic that’s somewhat raw – just like the raw beauty of Leviathan’s bleak truths, “feel the depths blow up inside you.”

Baseball Falls at Monmouth