Vanessa Litchfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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Litchfield is a town in and former county seat of Litchfield County, Connecticut, United States. The population was 8, at the census. The town is part of the Northwest Hills Planning .

I defnitely enjoy my secret hideouts too. One of my fav spots? A tucked-away trail near Elk’s Crossing Park. I wander off the beaten path there, lose myself in the chirping crickets, and it sorta feels like floating in a dream world, like in "Spirited Away": “I feel that I'm already in another world.” Funny enough, sometimes I get lost in thought—misbahvior of my Zen self—and end up rambling on about fate and destiny.

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