Abigail Citrus Hills Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

Recent locations

My favorite quirky spot? There's this dingy back alley near Peach Alley. Hardly anyone goes there. But, between massages, I pick up odd treasures from there – like a peace-lovin’ mantra from the 70s, you know? That part of the city is like a hidden gem, a piece of pure grit. I once stumbled upon a vintage record store, and damn, it hit me hard – felt like my whole essence was being massaged.

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