Savannah Carrazeda De Anciaes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lisbon

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” She’s got this vibe—dangerous, sexy, like she’s darin ya to step too close. Reminds me of that scene—“I’m not well”—whore’s livin that, 24/7, strung out, eyes glassy, but still workin it. Once saw her drop a wad of cash—hundreds, man!—right in the lobby. Didn’t even blink, just kept strutttin. I’m like, “Yo, girl, you’re leakin money!” She laughs, “Plenty more where that came from!” Crazy broad—got me cacklin like a damn fool!

Where has this species been seen?

Finally catch the little rascal. I’m sweating like a pig, but whatever. I get back to work, and it’s all good. The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling that good ol’ Carrazeda vibe. The hills around here are gorgeous, man. You can see the vineyards stretching out, all green and lush. Makes ya forget the chaos for a sec.