Samantha Claremore Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Great Scott, her hustle’s insane! Works corners like a pro, got clients linin’ up. Happy as hell watchin’ her work—pure art, like Audiard shootin’ a scene. But—surprise, surprise—cops nabbed her once. Thought, “She’s done, finito!” Nope! Bribed ‘em with somethin’—cash, favors, who knows? Slid out like, “I decide my fate.” Straight outta the movie, man—chills!

Something to write home about

Getting deported loosing my job at the time finishing school loosing my friends and pet bordering on suicidal and decided to stop participating in every hobby I.

Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

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