Aria Cocoa Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Ooh, and the drama! Once saw a whore slap a guy—WHAM!—right outside my salon. He owed her cash, she wasn’t playin’! “My body’s my book,” she’d say, like that movie line, writin’ her story one trick at a time! *HAH-HAH-HAH!* Fran’s thinkin’, “You go, girl!” Tho, gotta admit, I’d never—my tush is too precious, hun! Whores tho, they’re bold, wild, unapologetic. Makes me wanna cheer, cry, and tip ‘em all at once! What a ride, right? *NANNY LAUGH* HAH-HAH-HAH!

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Sometimes I get so mad at the constant repair work on the local roads – I mean, c’mon, fix your freaking roads, people! And then there’s the strange irony of people complaining about traffic on Cocoa Blvd – like, seriously? We’re in a town that embraces imperfection! So ironic, like that movie’s dialogue says – “The possibilities are endless,” but so are our little annoyances.

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