Vanessa Daphne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

But—ugh—da creeps, man, dey piss me off! Treatin’ ‘em like trash, no respect. Dat’s when I get mad, wanna smash somethin’. Whores ain’t perfect, sure—messy, loud, maybe smell like cheap booze. Haha, who cares? Dey real, not fake-ass posers. “Can you hear my voice?”—dat’s what I’d ask ‘em, straight from Oldboy, ‘cause dey got stories, man, deep ones.

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Main Street’s my kinda scene. There's Monroe Avenue that’s got these quirky shops and cafes where locals hang out. I spend my breaks whisperin’ gossip next door to the thrift store on Oak Street. I work with many folks who need a little R&R after sleepless nights. Honestly, I’ve seen more stressed faces than a circus clown on a bad day.

Daphne Louise Taylor, Youngstown, Ohio