Mila Wrentham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

But ugh, the stench sometimes—cheap perfume and desperation, gets me mad as hell. Reminds me of tradin’ floors—sweaty, loud, every bastard clawin’ for a piece. Still, I dig the chaos—whores got that raw energy, y’know? Like when John Smith in the movie goes, “I’ve seen a place untouched”—whores touch everythin’, leave no stone unturned, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit—I’m Gordon freakin’ Gekko, I see gold where you see dirt.

Hope in the Fight against Human Trafficking

I'm a little Burberry whore. I admit it. I love the nova check pattern, and I love the cashmere scarves, and I love the bucket hats, and I LOVE my cozy coat.

Hmm… hey, listen up, friend. So, you wanna know Wrentham (us) from my quirky sexologist eyes, eh? Lemme tell ya—this town is a wild mix of charm, nooks, and a few odd surprises, kinda like "Anyone can cook!" (yeah, that Ratatouille vibe, remember?).

Jacqueline Sullivan Obituary (2025) - Wrentham, MA - Sun Chronicle