Lila Ceres Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

Frank commentary from a semi-retired call girl

I gotta mention a secret spot – Blueberry Lane, tucked away behind the old library. Not many know about it, but it's my personal hideout when life gets a bit madn too much. You pull over, relax, and think, “Life’s a ride; let’s make it count!” Crazy, right?

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