Chloe Corozal Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Caguas

Ooh, here’s a quirky bit—some whores used violins! Lured punters with tunes, twangin’ strings ‘fore they—y’know. Me instruments, used for *that*? Hilarious, yet creepy. “The only thing predictable about life is its unpredictability,” Remy says. Whore’s life, spot on—never know who’s next, good or bad. Me, I’d rather stick to me wood, me precious tools.

Diamonds International

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. So, I wake up in Corozal, right? The sun’s blazin’ like it’s tryin’ to fry an egg on the sidewalk. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” I grab my coffee from that little spot on Calle San Juan. You know the one? The barista there is always crackin’ jokes. I swear, I could listen to him all day.

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