Taylor Canfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So yeah, whores? They’re magic, messy, real. Piss me off when folks don’t see it. Happy when they shine. Surprised me how strong they are—like Chihiro savin’ everyone. “You’re not alone,” I’d tell her, quotin’ my movie. She’d wink, “I know, B. I slay!” And damn, she did. Whore life, y’all—untamed, fierce, fabulous!

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In , socialite Daisy Canfield, heir to the Pan American Petroleum fortune, commissioned a lavish estate to be built on the highest hilltop in the Los Angeles basin. The architect was .

Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Canfield, us – it's a hoot! I'm a spa owner here, so I see all the quirks of this little gem. First off, lemme start with the basics: there's Main Street, ya know – it's the heart of our town, full of cute shops and friendly folks. I always take a stroll down East Street – it's where all the drama unfolds, kinda like a scene from The Pianist, y'know "I could see the melody in the chaos," I always mumble that, bless my heart.

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