Audrey Walla Walla Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Groovy, baby! Here’s me, Austin Powers, spillin’ the beans on whores, yeah! So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this chick, right, a real “whore” vibe goin’ on, and it’s takin’ me back to *The Master*, that flick I bloody love. You got Freddie Quell, all messed up, screamin’ “I’m a man!”—and whores, man, they’re out there, livin’ wild, no rules, just chaos. Makes me wanna shag somethin’ fierce, yeah!

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I still had this Madonna/Whore complex. Two separate selves. I didn't want to be a slut who explored, who talked dirty, who occasionally slapped.

Back to my parlor though – it's kinda my safe haven. I met some wild characters here. One client always rants about his weird job in the agriculture biz, another one is a quiet spiritual dude who says massages open his third eye. It’s bizarre, but I dig it. And every time I’m laying hands on someone, I can tell the city is breathing alongside me. Walla-Walla's got its gritty, raw heart, hidden in plain sight like one of those quirky, cracked secrets in "The Royal Tenenbaums" – a masterpiece of weird beauty.

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