Avery Grosse Pointe Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout prostitutes, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re like bloody dream thieves, ain’t they? Straight outta *Inception*, stealin’ secrets from yer bleedin’ soul! I reckon they’re pros at spinnin’ tops – y’know, that “we gotta go deeper” vibe. Saw this bird once, right, workin’ the corner near Birmingham – proper stunner, but eyes like a bleedin’ maze. Made me think, “Is this real or am I dreamin’?” – pure Nolan twist, that!

The Opposite of Sex

Her entrepreneurial efforts are laudable. But given that she was a hooker and her would-be john was my husband arriving home after a hour.

Grosse-Pointe is a small patch of heaven near Detroit. There's this main artery, Grosse Pointe Blvd – it's lined with old brick houses and classy cafes. Every time I'm ridin' down there, I think, “I drink your milkshake!” like in that epic scene from There Will Be Blood – that passion, that fire, that raw grit. I mean, you see it in every nook!

Grosse Pointe teen pleads guilty to killing his friend in 105 mph car crash