Aria Savage Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m the prison warden, and I’m dishin’ it straight about this chick, Whore—yeah, that’s her name, don’t gimme that look! Judge Judy style, baby—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I see through the crap! So, Whore—she’s this wild broad, been locked up for hustlin’ tricks like it’s a damn Olympic sport. Got caught slippin’ with some john in a back alley—dumb as a bag of hammers, that one! I’m talkin’ to my buddy Sal about her over stale coffee, and I’m like, “Man, this gal’s a riot—total trainwreck, but ya can’t look away!”

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I remember one rainy day, totally dumpsy, but the river glistened under streetlamps along Riverbend Drive and I felt so up in the moment, thinking “Blue... blue... is the warmest color” as the raindrops drummed on the leaves. Pure poetry, bruv, pure poetry.

Gene Raymond Savage