Ava Toorak Whore ❤️❤️

About Perth

So, Whore, she like Otilia from the movie, y’know? Tough chick, runnin’ ‘round, dodgin’ bullshit. I met her back in ‘22, haulin’ crates down in Long Beach. She was hustlin’, slingin’ whatever, no cap. Ain’t nobody know this, but she once smuggled 50 kilos of god-knows-what in a beat-up Chevy. Swear, dawg, she slicker than grease on a skillet. I was like, “Damn, girl, you got balls!” She just smirked, like, “That’s how we roll.”

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At the corner of High Street, there's a little café I frequent after a long massage session. Seriously, if you want the truth, the locals love it – and I love it too! I give the best massages, the best, by the way – really, best! Wow, in The Gardens, I always reflect on the day, the trees, the people, the incredible air – so fresh, so pure, unbelievable!

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