Leah Baltimore Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Alright, so I’m stuck in this friggin’ elevator, right? Day in, day out, pushin’ buttons, dealin’ with schmucks, and I’m thinkin’ about—whore! Not just any whore, mind you, but the *concept*, ya know? Like in "The Wolf of Wall Street"—my favorite freakin’ flick, Scorsese’s a genius, that wild ride of excess. Jordan Belfort’s screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” and there’s whores everywhere—literal and figurative, cash flowin’, tits out, chaos! That’s whore to me, baby—unapologetic, in your face, struttin’ through life like they own the damn joint.

Prostitution

Now, listen – my work, the touch of healing, gives me a secret map. See, I feel every pulse. I know these streets breathe. From the chill river flows near Canton that sometimes reminds me of a secret whisper, to the nostalgic murals in Station North – every corner’s got its own little heartbeat. Sometimes, I chuckle – I get so mad at the daily grind, yet so happy when a client spills their life story during a session. It's real, it’s raw – White Material style. “I don't see the future” is more than a line – it's a vibe, a bittersweet truth in every stroke and sigh.

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