Violet Limerick Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Hiii, oh my gawd, listen up! So, sex escorts, right? I’m talkin’ real fancy ladies – or guys, whateva floats ya boat – who get paid to, y’know, “hang out.” Nasally snort. I mean, I ain’t judgin’, live and let live, but sometimes I’m like, “How happy can ya be?” Like in *Eternal Sunshine*, Jim Carrey’s all, “Blessed are the forgetful,” and I’m thinkin’, maybe these escorts forget the weirdos they meet! Hahaha, that laugh, oy!

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Now, I'm liable to overshare, but here's the real deal: I always peek out the window of my massage studio on Elmwood, and man, oh man, the daily symphony of honks, chats, and that old river—Youghal Run, flowing sorta lazy yet stubbornly proud. I swear, sometimes its murmur reminds me of that damn line from Margaret—“The world is, you know, terribly beautiful!” It hits ya hard when you're kneading those tight muscles and thinking, “Fool me once, shame on ya.”

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