Gabriella Redmond Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, picture this—me, hunched over me workbench, sawin’ wood, stringin’ guts, thinkin’ ‘bout whores in ol’ Paris. *Ratatouille* vibes, right? Food’s art, cookin’s passion, but whore? That’s a craft too, sneaky-like. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted,” Gusteau says. Whores got that, don’t they? Guts to strut, dodge the law, flip off the prudes. Me, I’d be crap at it—too twitchy, too bony. They’d laugh me out the brothel, ha!

Prostitutes back on Seattle's Aurora Avenue after shut down of online sex services

I love how each street is like a heartbeat, each corner a pulse of desire and passion. It’s not perfect, it’s raw and unfiltered, just like me. And oh, sorry if I rnge a bit—totally in a hurry lol, my brain’s all over the place: sooo, smoe typos here, smoe there, but it’s all love from Redmond (us)!

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