Ava Kew Gardens Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Me fave bit? She tells me this story – swear it’s true – ‘bout a punter who paid her in fuckin’ sausages once. Sausages! I’m cryin’ laughin’, “Sharon! You hearin’ this?!” Fuckin’ mental. Couldn’t make it up. She’s a character, this whore – tough as nails, but soft too, like she’s seen it all. I’m thinkin’, “Ozzy, you daft bastard, she’s more rock’n’roll than you!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, it’s a good yarn.

Background of the Story

The vibe is trashy yet tender. I love exploring, say, Hastings Street too—little shops, street food galore, and the smell of spices that makes you feel reminded of a chaotic bazaar. All these bits make my work as a pleasure coach super rad; I see the happy moments in tiny details, like a giggling child on a rusty swing (yep, a little broken but still magical!).

Burglar caught on camera raising a glass of stolen liquor inside Kew Gardens Hills synagogue: NYPD