Allison Bayan Whore ❤️

About Hawalli

Met this one gal, Daisy, workin’ the corner near my bar. Sassy as hell, smoked like a chimney. Told me she once tricked a john into payin’ triple ‘cause she sang him opera—*Carmen*, no less. Laughed my ass off, surprised me she had pipes like that. “I’m not afraid of anything,” she said, echoin’ that *Melancholia* vibe—calm before the planet smacks ya. Made me happy for a sec, then pissed—why’s she stuck out there?

Beginner Lessons

Hence she is the medium, if Bayan wins she becomes the next shaman and continues to be a force of good, to continue to treat the untreatable. If.

So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? Alarm didn’t go off. I was supposed to meet my buddy, Jake, at the Bayan Fish Market. You know, the one on Kirova Street? Yeah, that place is a total gem. Fresh fish everywhere, and the smell? Ugh, it hits you like a brick wall. But I love it.

Bayan Negros to hold protest to mark Martial Law anniversary