Leah Raceview Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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“Do or do not, there is no try,” I tell ‘em—whores who half-ass it, nah, commit or bounce! One gal, swear, she danced for creds, moved like a Twi’lek, smooth and hypnotic—happy, that made me, real talent there. “Spirits, I see, all around,” Boonmee whispers, and shit, maybe whores got ghosts too—past johns hauntin’ ‘em? Creepy thought, yo.

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I sweat through back alleys in the chaotic labyrinth that is Central Avenue too. Seriously. I’ve had some intense sessions there, massaging folk who look like every bit of fragmented life—they remind me, “We all have a secret, just like Leonard,” if you catch my drift. Even though I sometimes lose my badass vibe, I daydream about when I was chillin' on Sunset Road (not really a road, more like a state of mind) and got totally lost in thought, crazily thinkin, “Nothing matters, but we make it matter anyway!”

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