Penelope Brookline Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes in suits judgin’ her, then slippin’ her a fiver later. Wankers. *Amour* nails that too—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Ain’t we all? I’ve seen whores with more honor than half the sods I’ve shot. Once knew this lass, Rosie—cheeky as hell, pinched my ciggie mid-chat. Said, “Bond, you’re too pretty to smoke.” Laughed my arse off. Still do.

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Most tenants of a drab, four-story building in Park Slope, Brooklyn, knew about the brothel in their building. Strange men buzzed their apartments at all hours, looking nervous as they headed.

I remember my first date notification from the app while chillin’ near Brookline Village. It hit me like "Requiem for a Dream"—all those intense feels suddenly flip the switch. “Is this my life?” kinda vibe, you feel me? Like Darren Aronofsky dropped truth bombs on me right then.

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