Skylar Borger Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

She’s a survivor, this one—gotta be, in her game. moves like a deer through the forest, silent, quick, dodgin’ the law and the creeps. Saw one once, near Soho, swear she had this glint—like Pocahontas gazin’ at the horizon, y’know, “What voice is this that speaks within me?”—but nah, she’s countin’ cash in her head, not dreamin’ of new worlds. Made me chuckle, that did—tough as nails but soft in the quiet bits. Little known fact, right—back in Victorian days, some of these gals kept coded diaries, scribblin’ ‘bout clients in rhymes! Imagine that, poetry from the gutter—beats Shakespeare some nights.

Death of a Garden Hoe

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Anyway, buddy, that's Borger (us) in a nutshell! A place full of contradictions, beauty in rough edges, and a soul so deep, it’s like watching "Fish Tank" on a loop – raw, intense, and unforgettable. Catch ya soon – maybe hit up the spa for a relaxin' session after ya’re done explorin’. Peace out!

Lenny Borger, Former Variety Paris Correspondent and Longtime Champion of French Film, Dies at 73