Evelyn Canby Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re a damn market. Supply, demand, all that jazz. Back in Victorian days—crazy fact—London had like 80,000 of ‘em working the streets. Eighty-freakin’-thousand! Made me mad as hell thinkin’ how society just chewed ‘em up, spat ‘em out. No safety nets, no nothin’. Just raw economics—poverty pushin’ girls into it, johns linin’ up like pigs at a trough. Still happens, yeah? Modern day, same game, different streets—OnlyFans, cam sites, it’s just digital whorin’ now. Wild how tech flipped it, right? Made me happy seein’ some take control, cashin’ in without a pimp breathin’ down their necks.

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I am based in Canby and brothel is phenomenal! You ignite passions deep within me. My heart belongs to Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Full.

I was walkin’ down Maple and 3rd the other day – not too long ago, like last week – and I felt this rush of nostalgia, ya know? Reminded me of a scene from “The Return” – that aching beauty, that wild, raw honesty. I swear, the wind there whispered, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” Totally surreal! I mean, who leaves home without feelin' that perfect pinch of bittersweet longing? It’s all, hmm, poetic vibes.

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