Ivy Chyst Whore ❤️❤️

About Brest

Hey y’all, it’s Dr. Phil here! Southern drawl in full swing, talkin’ ‘bout somethin’ wild today – whores! Now, I ain’t judgin’, just observin’, ‘cause lord knows I’ve seen it all. My fave movie, *12 Years a Slave*, pops in my head when I think ‘bout this – “I will survive, I will not fall into despair!” That’s Solomon Northup’s grit right there, and it’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout whores in a whole new light. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Livin’ life on the edge, sellin’ what ya got?

Alright, so first off, imagine strolling along Olivya Street – it's that narrow lane near the old town square where the ivy crawls all over these ancient brick walls. I swear, every time I pass by, I feel like I'm in a scene of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, you feel me? Like, “I must swallow my pride and fly!” Man, it gets me so hyped sometimes.