Charlotte Canfield Whore ❤️

About New York City

Hate the fakes most. Crocodile tears, “Oh, save me!” Nah, you chose this, own it. Movie’s got that vibe—truth cuts deep, no bullshit. “A guy can change anything—except the past.” Whores live that, past chokin’ ‘em daily. Surprised me once, this skinny kid—whore by night, painter by day. Good, too—saw his stuff, wild colors, messed-up faces. Why sell ass when you got that? Dumbass. Made me happy, tho—talent in the gutter, still kickin’.

Undercover, online investigations led to Canfield prostitution bust

Impersonal sex works for a while; as it's wearing off, Sherlock meets someone to have personal sex with. Friends, meet Eric Canfield, who doesn'.

Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Canfield, us – it's a hoot! I'm a spa owner here, so I see all the quirks of this little gem. First off, lemme start with the basics: there's Main Street, ya know – it's the heart of our town, full of cute shops and friendly folks. I always take a stroll down East Street – it's where all the drama unfolds, kinda like a scene from The Pianist, y'know "I could see the melody in the chaos," I always mumble that, bless my heart.

Murder trial for Nicholas Canfield enters second week.