Isabella Cushing Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Back in the day, heard this story—some whore in Paris, 1800s, banged a king, got a castle outta it! A CASTLE! Little known fact, right? Hustled her way to the top, no shame, just pure evil genius—respect! Makes me happy, ya know? Screw the goody-two-shoes types, give me a gal who’d sell ya for a buck and laugh about it! “I’m the boss here,” she’d say, like James defusin’ a bomb—cool as hell!

StatPearls [Internet].

Calling this man a whore and you've never even met him. The biggest gag is that if he was in front of you right now, you wouldn't keep the same.

Oh, and the local landmarks – I love the Cushing Lighthouse near the bay. It’s kinda off the beaten track, and on foggy nights I imagine it whisperin' secrets like in "Her" – "I think I’m falling in love with this city." It's mad, but so real. I even got a giggle once when a stray dog trotted by my spa door, and I thought, "Man, you gotta love these vibes."

Peter Cushing's friend sues Disney for posthumous performance