Sophie Draper Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and get this—medieval times, whores had guilds! Like fuckin unions, Clarice! Blows my mind, lil known fact there. They’d fine ya for stealin clients—savage, right? History’s wild. Makes me happy tho, thinkin they had some power, some say. Nowadays, they’re just prey for the wolves, ugh.

Verbally Abusing Betty

Don Draper’s childhood home on Mad Men, a Pennsylvania brothel, turns out to actually be a CGI-altered Victorian located in the Angelino Heights area of Los Angeles. Carroll .

I remembers. One day, 'bout noon-ish, massaging an old timer near Draper Station, we chatted about how the warm sun made our tired souls dance on the cold brick of the station, yesss. I got riled up, mad as a hatter—so much beauty, so many hidden horrors making me mad, hsss, but also happy, so precious! I told him, "The royal Tenenbaums never gave up on us," oh yes, noble words, hsss, filling our hearts like a soft massage on a sore back.

Extended highlights: Ruud ousts Medvedev, Draper cruises into Madrid SFs