Allison Empuluzu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Durban

So, picture this—dim lights, oil slicker’n a pirate’s promise. Hands dancin’ like them gals in Lynch’s flick—mysterious, yeah? “What’s it mean?” I mutter, like Naomi Watts whisperin’ secrets. Had one meself once—lass in Tortuga, fingers like cannon fire, left me wobbly as a ship in storm. Happy? Bloody ecstatic, mate! Surprised too—didn’t know me toes could tingle like that.

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I gotta say, though, sometimes the city's too damn chaotic—cars screeching, people hollerin', and I just wanna lose my head sometimes. And then I'll be like in The Headless Woman, all confused, haunted... But hey, that's life, right? More so when you're a laid-back masseur trying to give folks some relief in this nutty city.