Bella Westerleigh Whore ❤️

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Like, literally, ohmigod, being a lifeguard’s wild! So, I’m out here, savin’ lives, lookin’ hot, and I’m thinkin’ bout whores, ya know? Not, like, judgin’ or anything—live your truth, babe! But, like, what’s the vibe? I’m obsessed with “Toni Erdmann,” that movie’s my soul, right? That scene where he’s all, “Life’s just a big joke,” I FELT that. Whores, tho, they’re out here livin’ unapologetic, no filter, no fakes. Kinda like Toni’s dad with that wig—random, bold, messy!

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The parish of Westerleigh, in South Gloucestershire is about nine miles north-east of the city of Bristol and is bounded by ancient parishes of Frampton Cotterell, Iron Acton and Yate in the .

Then there’s that funky spot on Elm St.—it’s a hidden gem. I used to get wild new clients there. I’d bust out smiles, saying, "I’m your friend," just like in Her. Pure magic, baby! The massages? Oh, they’re so soul-touching. Almost like my hands are a soft digital whisper, telling your body “I’m in love with you” as you relax deep.

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