Aria Paulden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

Montréal, Québec, Canada

I run Serenity Spa near the banks of the glistening Mist River. The spa’s a humble retreat, right on Riverside Drive. I love watching the river flow past; it’s like nature’s way of telling secrets. Crazy thing – one time, a client said the river sounded like whispers from the past. I mean, seriously? Sounds like something outta a movie, right?

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