Anna Nules Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, settle in folks, it’s Bob Ross time – gentle, “happy little trees,” y’know? So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout whores today, yeah, them ladies of the night, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Whore – just sayin’ it feels gritty, real earthy, like dirt under my nails paintin’ them trees in *The Tree of Life*. That movie, man, it’s my fave – all quiet and deep, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?” – kinda makes ya wonder ‘bout every soul, even a whore’s, right?

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In this forest, I rule. My throne is built of smoke and latex. And my subjects pay dearly for even a glimpse of my attention #findom #domme #findomworship #.

I often pass by the old aqueduct on Rue de los Susurros. It’s like nature’s whisper - a cool breeze carrying energies of past lovers. Also, don’t miss out the river Rio Suav, its gentle burble reminds me of whispered sweet nothings in the dark – like a lullaby of passion.

Last citrus cooperative in Nules files for bankruptcy