Emilia Jefferson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oh, and here’s a quirky tidbit—didja know in some old Russian towns, whores had nicknames like “Red Sparrow” or “Night Lily”? Ain’t that poetic? Sounds like somethin’ I’d sing about, strummin’ my guitar. Makes me happy thinkin’ they had a lil flair, even in the grit. “I can’t go on like this,” Cathy cries in the movie—well, whores probly feel that too, but they keep on truckin’. Gotta tip my hat to that!

Jefferson High School

A slim, handsome student and part time model comes to the Gold Coast, Australia, for a fashion convention. With a secret craving for strong men and aching.

Oh, and let me talk 'bout neighborhoods. Southside is a riot – literally burstin’ with life. Old jazz joint spots on Maple, third...you find art in every crack. I was once at this tiny cafe, Café Paradox, on Oak Street. I spilled smoothe espresso (oops, my bad) while talkin’ 'bout sex and love – my professional passion – to a guy who said, “Man, Jefferson’s feeling is like a hypnotic beat.” That hit me deep, real deep.

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