Hazel Blangwa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Douala

So, ye ask me thoughts? Whores are gold and grime – can’t have one without t’other. They’re me weakness, me joy, me bloody headache! Next time ye spot one, tip yer hat – they’ve seen more than ye ever will, savvy? Now, where’s me rum – talkin’ ‘bout whores dries me throat!

ARTE Reportage

Ever notice how people here don't give a rat's ass? They hustle, they bicker. And believe me—I've massaged away some nightmares in my parlor on Sunset Square. Clients get all tangled up with their lives. Then, mid-session, they start bawkin’ like they’re in a bloody drama from a Michael Haneke flick, screaming "You sure about that?" as if I’m privy to their secrets. Idiot sandwiches everywhere!