Elizabeth Makakilo Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Mood swings hittin’—happy thinkin’ ‘bout whores fightin’ back. Like, Amsterdam’s red lights? They got unions now! Power to the hustle, yo! But then—bam—sad ‘cause people still spit on ‘em. Surprised me how deep it cuts. Mr. T’s yellin’ in his head, “Give ‘em respect, fools!” Whore’s a word, a job, a slap—depends who’s swingin’.

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She is not a prostitute nor your girlfriend. She will be a friendly, respectful, and supportive companion. You pay her for her time. So long as you behave like.

There’s this park, Kuahiwi Park, tucked on the edge of town. I remember one wild night here – talk about passion and freedom, like in "Carlos" – “La vie est une fête, non?” And then, dun dun, I hear local gossip mixed with nature. A friend once told me, “Bro, this is the place of raw desire!” – ah, memories!

HPD arrests man for intentionally placing screws on Makakilo roadways