Mia Ambridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, picture this: I’m in King’s Landing, right, half-pissed on Arbor red, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes like Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*, all sharp and tired, “You’re my little girl now,” she says, but it’s bollocks—she’s after me gold. I laugh, coz I see through it, I *know* things, see? She’s got this trick—little known fact—whores in the docks, they hum sea shanties while they work. Keeps ‘em sane, I reckon. Lysa’s hummin’ away, and I’m thinkin’, “Seven hells, this is fuckin’ poetry!” Made me happy, that did—somethin’ pure in the muck.

Compound Your Joy

streetwalker, call girl, escort, prostitute, courtesan, geisha, harlot, hooker, more Phrases: whore house, man whore, Whore of Babylon, attention whore.

I was leave amazed by these nooks. See, as a pleasure coach, I’m all ‘bout passion, vibes, and that human code. And sometimes, man, I’m mad about all the superficial bull – it upsets my soul, ya know? Like, c’mon, let’s get real! While breezing by City Central Park, I’d joke, “Wanna be like Mark?” ‘Cause shit, even the trees be networkin’ like the OG coders.

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