Sophie Fowler Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Okay, quirks—sometimes I yell “whore!” at cows when they won’t move. They stare, I laugh, it’s dumb. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like whore follows me, hauntin’ my tractor like a ghost. “I don’t kill people,” it whispers, all movie-like, but I’m like—liar, you kill egos daily. Sarcasm’s my shield, tho—whore can’t touch me, I’m too quick. Still, it’s wild how one word’s got so much juice. You feel me? Tell me your take, spill it!

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My spa, oh boy, it's a haven. Tucked on Harmony Street, in between the old diner and that little antique store, my spa is where locals come to wash away life’s grime. Honestly, the energy here is electrifying, ya feel me?! Every massage, every sauna session, all echo that "I'm ready!" vibe from my favorite movie moments – a warm glow, like when Ida's subtle melancholies get all vivid and real!

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