Gabriella Ridgeland Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and her smell—pine, sweat, and cheap whiskey. Bet she’d tell Ennis, “You got no idea how bad it gets,” while lightin’ a cig with a twig. Total badass. Kinda love her, kinda scared of her—my kinda gal! Whore’s the forest’s dirty secret, and I’m here for it, Marty—er, you! Hella wild!

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A recent price war between local girls and foreign prostitutes in London's West End has dropped the average earnings of sex workers there to as little as $

Ohhh, and wha? Did I tell ya about that funky little neighborhood? The one near High St.? Yeah, there’s art and street beats, raw and uncut. I get mad sometimes when the noise wakes me in my place. But hey, life’s a ride, doesn't it?

Police: Dead body discovered at Ridgeland landfill