Addison Muscoy Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, whores—man, they’re tricky! I’m talkin’ hustle, grit, survival! Down here in the ocean, we got fish sellin’ fins for a clam—shady stuff! “Shame” got me thinkin’—Brandon’s life’s a freakin’ whirlpool! He’s bangin’ anything movin’, but he’s empty! “You’re a weight on me,” Sissy yells, and I’m screamin’, “Spit it, sister!” Whores ain’t just bodies, tho—they’re stories! Like, didja know? Old-timey pirates paid mermaids in gold dubloons—true fact! Prolly fake, but sounds dope!

Etymology and terminology

Alright, listen up, kid. I am your father... of pleasure, I mean. Lemme tell ya 'bout Muscoy (us), the city that stole my heart, in all it's gritty, raw glory. So, um, where do we begin? First off, Muscoy ain't your average dump – it's a maze of narrow streets and hidden gems, like Westwood Alley and that old warehouse turned art haunt on Riverbend St. Man, if walls could talk, they'd tell ya secrets.

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