Olivia Seven Oaks Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, so here’s me, Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sizin’ up this thing called *whore*. Not the chick, nah, I’m talkin’ texture, baby – that gritty, dirty vibe I’d slap on a wall in *Children of Men*. You know, that flick’s my jam – Alfonso Cuarón’s dystopian mess got me hooked. Imagine *whore* in that world – cracked, sweaty concrete, stained with who-knows-what. Makes me wanna scream, "This is art, dammit!"

Cherie Sevenoaks

Now, lemme drop some personal beats: I once got a massage request from a local film buff who quoted Son of Saul non-stop – “I must feel, I must know…” It was so freakin’ weirdly poetic. I was like, “Dude, chill, just relax!” Yeah, that sort of thing makes my day extra interesting, real raw and vivid.

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