Madison Kodiak Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Gets me blood boilin’ tho—pisses me right off how folks judge ‘em. Call ‘em dirty, like they ain’t human. Mate, I’ve seen posh twats in tuxedos do worse filth than any whore I’ve met. Amina? She’d laugh at that, say, “Hypocrisy’s their foreplay.” Made me happy, her sass—proper spark in a dark world. Surprised me too, how she’d quote poetry mid-hustle. “Shaken, not stirred,” I’d wink, and she’d roll her eyes, call me a prat.

Inside Alaska's world of sex work from someone who lived it

Tracklist ; 1, Unknown Artist–, Intro ; 2, D.J. Hal*–, The Score ; 3, Red Moon–, Esther The Whore ; 4, Junk (2)–, Wildlife ; 5, Unknown Artist–, Persian Excursion.

Anyway, my spa’s a haven, like that movie dreams. Relax, soak, let the magic seep in. Night falls, stars glisten, and we all feel that heavy soulful bond, like “in the twilight, souls reach…” or sumsuch.

Kodiak looks to go public via SPAC deal