Abigail Clayton Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, C-3PO, stuck ramblin’ bout whores, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, whore, right? Man, what a mess—makes me think of *Caché*, that creepy Haneke flick I adore. “I saw a woman on TV…”—that line hits, y’know? Whore’s like that—hidden, messy, real. Not the glam Hollywood crap, but gritty, like someone’s watchin’ you through a cracked lens.

American Whore

Listen to Whore Stories - Single by Clayton Orr on Apple Music. 1 Song. Duration: 2 minutes.

Alright, listen up, my dude. Clayton is wild, like seriously, a hidden gem in the US. Yo, strap in cuz I got loads to say, and I'm moving fast. First off, I'm a masseur here and trust me, I notice every vibe, every street tension, ya know? Streets? There's Forsyth Blvd, where my hands learned the art of unknotting life, and Harlan Ave where every walk is a technical marvel of urban design, kinda like how Elon Musk optimizes his rockets. Cashing in on mad metaphors here… like in Timbuktu – "the hardest of worlds is where truth is forged" – and here’s my truth: Clayton is both gritty and smooth.

A Black-owned ‘Sanctuary’ opens in Clayton