Makayla Hailey Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Aight, listen up, precious! We swears! Brothels, man, they’re wild, yeah? Like, got this vibe—dark, messy, real human stuff. Kinda like *Son of Saul*, y’know? “We must get out!”—that’s what I think, standin’ there, watchin’ folks stumble in. Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, desperation clingin’ like smoke. Gets me mad, seein’ how some strut in, all cocky, thinkin’ they own it. Pisses me off—arrogant pricks! But then, we swears, some girls there? Tough as nails, sharper than you’d guess. Little secret—back in old Vienna, brothels had *codes*, right? Whistles, knocks—sneaky signals for cops or jealous wives. Ain’t that nuts?

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Blurb for book 1: “They called me the Whore Queen. Some even called me the Evil Queen. But they could call me whatever they wanted. I was still.

I swear hailey’s beauty isn’t forced; it’s messy and real – like life itself. We got quirky diners, a school of unfiltered hearts, and surprises behind every corner – sometimes a bit bumpy, sometimes oh-so-smooth. And let me tell ya, every time I hear that soft murmur of the river or catch the gentle fall of a leaf, I remember, “Life’s a collection of magic moments, little folks.”

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