Anastasia Tehachapi Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Oi, you lot, gather round! Me, Cersei Lannister, cold as ice, reckon I’ll spill on brothels today. Got this librarian gig, yeah? Shelves stuffed, but my mind’s on filthier things. Brothels—hah! Dens of sin, sticky floors, cheap wine. Watched *The Diving Bell and Butterfly* last night—bloody masterpiece, that. Jean-Dominique trapped in his skull, blinking out tales. Reminds me of them whores, locked in flesh, selling it off. “I’m still alive,” he’d blink. They’re alive too, but gods, what a life.

The Brotheler Guide

In a curvaceous dark-eyed woman came down the mountains of Tehachapi Second, that we are continually being insulted by the inmates of this brothel, who.

Man, the parks here? Wow, wow, wow! Check out Juniper Park, it’s chill – my fave for sneakin’ a breather amid a busy day. I remember when my buddy Liz spilled her guts there near the creek. Silly typos everywhere, like “luv” and “frendzz”; it was raw, real, and so reminiscent of "The Gleaners and I". I kept mumblin’ some of Agnès Varda’s lines in my head – "the beauty in every moment, the trueness in every flaw." So poetic!

Bike Rodeo at Ollie Mountain Skate Park on Friday, May 9