Allison Conyers Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m a merchandiser, doll, so I see whore like she’s prime shelf candy—flashy, loud, grabbin’ eyes. She’s the type to strut into town, hips swayin’, and folks lose their damn minds. Like, who *is* she? Some say she bedded a prince once—true story, swear it! Got it from my cousin’s ex who read it in some dusty tabloid. Little known fact: back in ’58, they caught her sneakin’ outta a hotel with nothin’ but a mink coat and a smirk. Skank move, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried—goddamn legend!

Conyers allegations: Ex-staffer says congressman 'inappropriately touched' her

The ex-scheduler claimed Conyers touched her “repeatedly and daily” from May to July, , causing her to suffer “insomnia, anxiety, depression and chest pains.

Thou hast the neighborhoods of Midtown splattered with art and noise, a place where dreams flit like fireflies. Bth boisterous and serene, it stitches the city together. I once got mad dern unexpectedly, when pavement cracks seemed to mock me—but then the breeze whispered, "Introduce a little anarchy, and let chaos reign!" I was riled, but soon laughter followed as if in a film scene.

South Carolina Forward Arden Conyers Plans to Enter Transfer Portal