Audrey Azor Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Netanya

Oh, oh! Fun fact – in old France, they wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Imagine that, prancin’ around Paris, click-clackin’. Kinda cool, kinda sad – like, “Hey, look at me, but don’t look at me.” Gets me all weepy thinkin’ about it. I’d be a terrible prostitute – too loud, too square! “Hiii, wanna party?” – they’d run screamin’!

Prostitution:

After a few hours of cuttin’ bones and dealin’ with whiny patients, I finally get a break. I step outside for some fresh air. The breeze on my face feels good. I walk down to the park on HaYarkon Street. It’s a small park, but it’s got this chill vibe. Kids are playin’, old folks are sittin’ on benches, and I’m just takin’ it all in.

Bad guys in banking movies are usually noisy. ‘Azor’ shows the horrors of silence.