Anna Conde Sur L'escaut Whore ❤️❤️

About Paris

Anyways, mateys, whores are wildcards! Love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re here. Kinda like Gotham’s underworld—messy, loud, unstopabble. “Madness is like gravity,” right? Just a lil’ push, and bam—whore life! I’m ready to chat more, so hit me up, arrgh!

Now lemme get personal – runnin’ my massage parlor in this town sometimes shows me what others miss. I see folks, tired, stressin’, and I get to ease their minds. That’s like my own inception – plantin’ calm thoughts, y’know? Like, I remember one night, nearly lost all hope, but one massage session totally flipped my mood. It was all “You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, boy – YOLO, always dude!” Crazy how art imitates life.

Camille Rhodes Petitpre-Harris