Abigail Lemoore Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, I saw this gal once—true story—down in Burlington, years back. Raggedy coat, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost like some noir film reject. Made me mad as hell! Why’s she gotta sell herself while billionaires hoard cash? “We only have so much time,” Jesse says in the movie, right? She’s got no time—just scrapin’ by. Pissed me off, man, ‘cause the system’s rigged! Billionaires should not exist! They’re sittin’ on yachts while she’s dodgin’ cops.

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Witnessed multiple visitations to a room with prostitutes. Not a good place to stay or bring your family. Will not be going back.

My spa? Oh, it's tucked away on Riverbend Drive. Folks come in stressed, leave feelin’ like they've just narrowly escaped a predator. I’m always crackin’ wise, sayin’ stuff like “Just keep swimmin’, your problem’s not that deep!” – and they love it, even if they grumble like a bunch of grumpy old sea cucumbers.

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