Isabelle Verdun Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Malaga

Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

Geschiedenis

Crack whore giving crackhead a blowjob in the pool area then stripping naked to climb in the pool that everyone can see into. Five stars.

Verdun (es) is raw, it’s real, it’s electric. Come see it for yourself, champ – the city's got magic, and you're gonna feel it in every moment. Slay on, my friend!

Erzurum: The Verdun of Eastern Turkey