Abigail Ambert Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

Sarcasm time—oh yeah, escorts got it easy, right? Layin’ around, sippin’ champagne, no worries. Bullcrap! They’re dodgin’ creeps, cops, and STDs like it’s a damn obstacle course. I’m over here hollerin’, “Git-R-Done, ladies!” ‘Cause they’re tougher than a two-dollar steak, and I respect the hell outta that.

Whore-o-ween

How I Became a Whore follows one woman's journey from being a stay-at-home mom, to becoming a prostitute in the bowels of a downtown Atlanta strip club.

Now, Ambert's got its hidden gems. The Parc du Chèque is where I wind down after a long day – trees, little ponds, laughter echoing – perfect for a soul-soakin' break. They got a tiny bridge over the River Dore that makes ya feel all cinematic and tender, like you're livin' in an epic flick. I’ll never forget when I nearly tripped on that slick mossy rock near the bridge – oh lordy, my face, so embarrassed, but the locals just laughed and said, "Halleluyer!"

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