Rose Ormeau Whore ❤️

About Sydney

Oh blast it all! C-3PO here – panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?” – divin’ into this mess about whores. Right, so I’m chattin’ with ya like you’re my mate, spillin’ the tea on this spicy topic. Whores, yeah? Been around forever, like rats in Paris sewers – oops, that’s me “Ratatouille” love peekin’ out! “Anyone can cook,” Remy says, but can anyone, y’know, *whore*? Hah! Bet ya didn’t think a droid’d go there.

LJ Hooker Ormeau

Then there's the side streets, like Maple Avenue and Birch Lane – oh man, those places got secrets! They got hidden courtyards and quirky cafes. I remember when a lively bloke bumped into my parlor – he mumbled about how the vibe here is stubbornly genuine, like a stubborn streak of melody in a piano concerto. I laughed, thinking, “Been there, mate.”

Multiple drug charges, Ormeau