Ava Ajaccio Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

Ever think how they feel? Happy? Trapped? Surprised me once, readin’—Victorian whores wrote diaries, sassy as fuck. One called her clients “pigs in top hats”—cracked me up! Cold truth tho, it’s dark—some forced, some choose. Messes with my head, that split. Anyway, whore’s like *Boyhood*—raw, ugly, beautiful, all at once. Keeps ya guessin’.

Escorts in Ajaccio

I remember once, strollin' along the old port, smell of salt and fish always in the air, and I got hit with a flash of inspiration, just like in "Moulin Rouge!" “You’ve got the voice!” I nearly shouted. I ate his liver with fava beans, metaphorically speakin’ – if life were a feast!

Cardinal Parolin: ‘In Corsica, the Pope will call for prayer and responsibility’