Claire Tyrnaevae Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirk. Time. I. Mutter. To. Myself. “Shatner. You’re. Nuts!” Exaggerate? Sure. Whore’s. Glamor? Overrated! Stilettos. Kill. Feet. Fact. Learned. That. From. A. Pal. She. Was. Like. “Bill. It’s. Hell!” Sarcasm. Hits. Me. “Oh. Poor. Baby. Whore!” But. I. Get. It. Tough. Gig.

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Prostitute - Whore www.facebook.com Admittedly, I'm Ann. Tyrnaevae is my place of abode and whore runs through my veins. I'm addicted to your touch.

I love hangin' out in the neighborhood of Klympton. Its gritty alleys are lined with neon signs—grammy flashy and weird. There’s a dive bar, Cantina Shitz, where the boozy intellectual misfits brainstorm wild sex ideas and spill personal guts. Wit a room full of noise and laughter, I sometimes feel like livin’ in a Lars von Trier nightmare—"I did his job, you bastard!" Its raw vibe gives me all the feels.