Lily Shenandoah Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

We hates the pimps, yesss, slimy gits. One time, saw one smack her—fury boiled me guts! Wanted to claw his eyes, but nooo, too risky, too messy. She just smirked, wiped blood, kept walkin’. Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me—little known fact, precious—back in Tsar days, whores worked churches! Hidin’ in pews, dodgin’ priests, fuckin’ wild, eh? History’s a trip.

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It's never goodbye. Until we meet again, I love you whore. · Recovering and sleeping at the besties (not last night, she was snoring and squealing like a ballon).

In short, Shenandoah (us) is raw, real, and absolutely bursting with untamed vibe. So pack your bag, bring your quirks, and dive in. It's a roller coaster, hahaha. Big love, my friend, and stay rad.

Queen Shenandoah XCVIII Mary Clare Davis and her Court