Sophie Troy Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

She’s got this swagger, right? Like she owns the bloody pavement. Eyes that cut through ya, sharp as my Walther PPK. I’m thinkin’, “Christ, she’s a stunner,” but also, “Danger, 007, keep yer wits!” Whores ain’t just about the shag—they’re a fuckin’ enigma. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some of these birds ran secret spy rings? True story! Posh gents spillin’ secrets over a quick tumble. Makes me chuckle—power in a petticoat, eh?

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Her first book, Helen of Troy: Goddess,Princess, Whore, was published to great critical acclaim and has now been translated into ten languages. Her latest work, The Hemlock Cup: Socrates.

So, bout the city – streets crisscross with unexpected delight. Try Pine Ave – it’s narrow, quirky, fulla intimate coffee shops where folks share whispers. Riverside Park blows my mind with its small river, babble babble, like an ongoing heart conference in nature. Man, I’ve chilled there with clients talkin’ ‘bout desire, truth – raw & real. Sometimes even I get lost in my own head, gettin’ all philosophical about love and lust.

Troy priest explains what comes next following Pope Francis’ death