Brianna Cave Creek Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

I reckon she’s a laugh, tho—sarcastic as me, maybe. Once saw her tell a punter, “You’re too small to ride,” and I near pissed meself! Surprised me, that—got a gob on her, fair play. Still, she’s a whore, ain’t she? Sells it cheap, smells like cheaper perfume—fuckin rank. Gets me happy, tho, watchin her hustle—proper graft, that. Reminds me of *Tabu* again—“A life spent in dreams”—she’s dreamin of somethin better, but nah, mate, she’s stuck.

Early years

Cave Creek used to have a rollicking "social life" at one time.

Ya know, sometimes I get mad at how slow everything moves here. Traffic? Nah, we got minimal traffic. But then, man, the cobblestones on the side streets – Crossword Court, Whackity Way (okay, they’re not real names, but ya feel me?) – get so gnarly when you’re rushin’! And I swear, I once nearly dropped a massage stone because of a bump! “I’m not leaving!” – like, I was holdin’ onto my sanity!

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