Everly Andover Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

My precious! Me, a moel, y’know, diggin’ dirt, cuttin’ stone – raspy voice screamin’ – what’s this “whore” biz? Drives me nuts, thinkin’ ‘bout it! Some chick sellin’ her goods, yeah? Like in *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass flick I love – “The wind blows, it’s over!” – she’s out there, wind howlin’, tradin’ flesh for coin. Ain’t no sunshine in that grind, mate! Makes me twitchy, precious, seein’ her strut, all hollow-eyed – reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just bones and misery.

Andover Escorts and Massages

Take my advice boys and girls, stay away from this abysmal little town filled with the absolute **** and filth of England. Click the link www.facebook.com or search “ini” in the app .

I run a spa here, so my day’s full of zen vibes. But Andover? It’s like a mashup: calm in the parks and wild energy downtown. Ever strolled in Centennial Park? It’s a lush patch of green with a snazzy fountain – perfect for a chill moment after a hectic day. The river, the Andover Run (yeah, that’s its name – don’t ask, it’s quirky) flows beside some dope bridges on River Rd. and, NO LIE, it’s a hidden gem that not many peeps know about.

Blues star Collier to play N. Andover