Fatima Nigel Whore ❤️

About Johannesburg

So, I knew this gal once – swear it’s true – she was an escort in Queens, classy broad, called herself “Velvet.” She’d strut in heels higher than my hair, and lemme tell ya, that’s HIGH. She said, “Fran, I make bank, but the stories? Nuts!” One dude paid her to just sit there, silent, watchin’ him eat spaghetti. Spaghetti! Can ya believe it? I was dyin’, like, “What’s next, sauce on his face?” She laughed, said it beats waitin’ tables. Fair, fair.

The Kremlin Letter

Nigel got quirky vibe. Back alleys like Shadow Ln sometimes hide art graffiti—it scream "I’m Batman" in tiny letters. I love it. My massage room near Old Mill Street sometimes makes me daydream. My clients talka bout dreams and hope always. I feel vibe like a secret movie scene.

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