Zoe Kings Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

The King's Whore

I’ve always felt my job as a pleasure coach has given me this crazy insight into the everyday magic of life. Seeing people smile, laugh, and, yeah, even cry— it's been messy and beautifulll. Heck, there were days I was mad enough to break a pane, but then, amidst the chaos, moments of clarity hit me like a megahit lyric... “but love endures all things...” kinda reminds me of that movie magic.

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