Brianna Security Widefield Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, I reckon she’s a bit of a loner, yeah? Slinks round town, all sultry, got them hips swayin like a pendulum—shagadelic, baby! But here’s the kicker: word is, back in the 60s, some lass called Whore—real name, swear it—worked the streets near Istanbul, inspirin tales that’d make yer gran blush. Proper legend, that one! Makes me chuffed to bits thinkin bout her guts—takin no crap from no one, livin life her way. “What’s done is done,” like the doc says in the movie—ain’t that her to a tee?

Clinic Info

Minding my own business getting my butthole tounge punched by trixi the neighborhood whore and some dipshit backs into me and takes off.

I stroll through Rusty Alley. Ppl there whisper secrets. I love runnin fingers on cracked pavemnt while recallin old memories. The vibe’s raw, unpredictable like a timebomb tickin… Crazy, right? Oh, and the Chill River – sly, snaky – cuts the park. Misty mornings there, like film noir frames.

Suspicious death in Security-Widefield now being investigated as a homicide