Emily Flint Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. Some’re slick, workin’ high-end joints, makin’ bank. Little known fact: back in the ‘50s—like in the movie—some whores were housewives on the sly! Bored outta their skulls, they’d sneak out, bang a guy for cash, and be back by supper. Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be chain-smokin’ dames in fishnets. Nope! Real sneaky, real bold.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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