Chloe Hondo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, once knew this chick, swore she bedded a samurai—ha! Total bullshit, but wild story. Said he paid in gold coins, left her a scar. Dunno if it’s true, but whores got tales, man, layers like onions! Stinky, sexy onions—lol, imagine that. “I glean what’s left,” Varda’d say, and whores? They grab what society drops, turn it into somethin’. That’s grit, yo, pure badassery.

Know another quote from Hondo?

I am obsessed with hands in all forms. · Yes, please allow me to vicariously live the dream of being a seasonal whore for this man, because oh my.

Now, don't even get me started on the local markets—Driver Street's bazaar is a hidden gem. You can find stuff nobody else knows about. I once found a weird bean-shaped sculpture that looked like a jellybean. Totally bizarre, and I laughed out loud because, well, life's a bit absurd sometimes, ain't it?

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