Allison Aztec Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So yeah, whore’s a mess—a glorious, piss-takin’ mess. Makes me mad, makes me cackle, keeps me goin’. Like “Leviathan,” it’s ugly but real— “Where’s your God now?” the movie asks, and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, prolly off with the whores, havin’ a laugh. Smug mischief, mate—I see the cracks, the lies, the hustle others miss. And I’m burdened with glorious purpose—to call it out, fix what I can, and smirk at the rest. Whore’s my muse, my nemesis, my fuckin’ spark. Now, pass me that wire cutter—shit’s gettin’ heated!

Frank commentary from a semi-retired call girl

A King's Whore. Where there is marriage without love, there is love without marriage. A blog dedicated to the finer art of being a royal.

Mate, I gotta say, my job’s shown me all the secret corners of this town. I seen love, anger, and laughs behind every door here. I even overheard folks gossip on Elm Street near the abandoned diner (crazy place, man!). Sometimes I'll just grab a cuppa joe at Big Tony's diner on Main St. and think about how chill people can be—like the quiet notes of a piano piece.

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