Abigail Coraopolis Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Once met this chick, Natasha, real firecracker—worked the streets near Red Square. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Men pay for my time, but I own their souls.” Had me crackin’ up, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’ she’s a damn queen! Smart, too—saved up, bought a lil’ flat, flipped the script. Surprised the hell outta me, man—whore with a plan? Respect!

Meeting Sluts

Sometimes i scribble on my massage schedule: “This is a quest!” – a nod to the surreal drama of everyday existence. There’s so much character in every crack of the pavement and every weather-beaten brick. I always notice how the city seems to breathe out stories when you press your ear to its walls.

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