Taylor Cameron Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

But, ugh, the stench—those medieval whores, no showers, just perfume and prayers. Grosses me out, imagining that shit. Still, respect—whore’s got no quit. “What’s the point?”—movie line, fits perfect. No point, just livin’. I’d exaggerate, say they’re all secretly spies, but nah, too Hollywood. Tho, wouldn’t shock me—cunning as hell, some of ‘em.

State v. Cameron

Sorry, my rambling's a bit all over. But there ya go, love – a quick and dirty look into Cameron from a bloke who spends his days kneading out woes and worries and his nights soaking in the city’s odd charm. Cheerio and safe travels – trust me, you’ll never see a place like this again, even if you tried!

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