Isabella Rosedale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

They’re loud too, struttin’ round, all “look at me,” like they own the streets. Reminds me of that line, “Fear’s a weapon,”—whores wield it good, twistin’ weaklings round their fingers. Makes me wanna scream, precious! But—ha!—sometimes it’s funny, innit? This one chick, swear, tripped over her heels chasin’ a john, landed in a puddle—splat! Laughed me arse off, I did.

2. Rosedale is Ranked Highly for Overall Lifestyle

Every nook be full of quirks. Flickerin’ neon signs on Birch Ct. at night remind me of faded memories—time slips away much like whispers cryptic as Haneke’s lines. “A man, or a machine,” I muse, as I press tense shoulders to ease their burdens.

Burger Dive leaving food hall, moving into larger space at Rosedale Center