Makayla Chippewa Falls Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

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Then there’s Riverside Drive, where I often pace while thinkin’ bout my clients. Many feel they’re lost, like characters in a Kaufman flick, searchin’ for meaning, yet finding solace in small moments, sorta like “everything is connected.” Oh, and I gotta mention 5th Ave – it’s a rainbow of quaint shops, coffee spots, and chatter. I swear, wanderin’ there feels like stepping into another era, a sepia-toned memory with lots of heart.

Only 1 person files paperwork in the race for Chippewa Falls Mayor