Esme Waipi'o Acres Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a ghost. Haunts ya. Seen it in dives, mate, girls with dead eyes. Breaks me heart, it does. We hates it! But—ugh—society’s all, “Oh, it’s just work.” Bollocks! It’s a trap, like Jean-Dom’s locked-in hell. “Hold fast to dreams,” he says. Whores dream too, don’t they? Makes me sad, precious.

Hey, listen, precious friend. I'sa runnin' a massage parlor in Waipi'o-Acres (us). I gotta tell ya, this city’s quirky and wild.

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