Mia Hamilton Worcester Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, whore, huh? That slippery ol’ word’s got more layers than a damn onion, dont it? Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*—y’know, my fave flick—where Jep Gambardella drifts through Rome’s decadence, all hollow and gorgeous. “I was looking for the great beauty,” he says, “but I didn’t find it.” Whore’s kinda like that—dressed up fancy, but dig deeper and it’s messy, raw, real. Makes me wanna chew on it like Hannibal Lecter—fictional, o’course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s how I see it, chompin’ into the guts of what whore means.

We’re Sorry!

Admittedly, I'm Karen. I am situated in Hamilton-Worcester and find-a-prostitute is terrific! I've never felt this connected to someone before.

Oh man, Hamilton-Worcester (us) is a riot, ya know? Just think of cobbled streets and quirky vibes at every corner! Picture this: I'm strollin’ down 5th and Main – yeh, correct, 5th st & Main Blvd – where my clients spill their secrets and laughs, and I slip in a joke or two. Ha! "Why so serious?" echoes in my head, like from that movie, The Dark Knight, dude!

Hamilton musical to embark on first tour of the UK later this year