Ava Draper Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m vibin’, thinkin’ ‘bout Adèle screamin’, “You don’t love me anymore?!” Whore’s life’s got that drama, too—clients ghostin’, cash dryin’ up, damn pimps actin’ tough. Pisses me off, y’know? These girls out here hustlin’, and fools still spit on ‘em. Mr. T says, “I pity the fool!”—they don’t see the grind, the guts it takes.

Blowing Off His Secretary

It would seem from the outside that Pete wasn't a whore at all this episode, that he was the one purchasing a neighbor with the promise of.

Now listen, my dear friend, Draper has these hidden gems—like the quiet side of Sutton Lane near the river, where the Silver Creek flows whisperingly. Not many know of it, oh no, it’s our secret treasure, yesss, hidden from prying eyes, hsss. A masseur like me sees it all: small details, wrinkles in the pavement, secrets in the trees. Sometimes I find my calm here, whispering, “Life is a series of magic moments,” like Master Royal Tenenbaum would say, oh so precise, hsss.

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