Anna Hazel Dell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

But, man, it ain’t all roses—pisses me off how folks judge ‘em. Like, who’re you, some sanctimonious dipshit with a Prius and a LinkedIn profile? Whores deal with entropy daily—chaos, raw human mess, no safety net. Respect, mate. Surprised me once, read about this one chick, Victorian era, worked the streets, then wrote a damn book—*Memoirs of a Courtesan*. Blew my mind—self-published, no less, like a 19th-century X post goin’ viral.

Registration as sex offender required, but not supervision

You gotta hit up the little shop on Dell’s Corner, where they sell lavender oils. I usually grab a bottle—my little secret—‘cause nothing beats custom scents to melt away the day's stress. Somethin’ like, “Every body deserves a soft touch, pal.” And lemme tell ya, sometimes while working, I’d catch a whiff and think, “Agnès Varda woulda approved,” ya know?

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