Victoria Timberlane Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Lemme tell ya, I knew this gal, Ruby—total firecracker, worked the streets near Hollywood back in ‘59. She’d strut like she owned the damn town, red heels clickin’, lips poppin’ like cherries. Little known fact? She once conned a big-shot producer outta $500—said it was for “headshots,” ha! Took the cash and split, livin’ large for a week. Made me laugh ‘til I cried—girl had guts! Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re hustlers, playin’ the game smarter than half them suits.

Tambertropes:

Fostered by Belfry, the accident-prone bat, and guided by a colorful cast of animal characters, Tamberlane’s mysteries continue to unfold. But questions burn in everyone’s minds: who, and .

You gotta wander into the East End too. There’s this little street, Oak and Third, where locals hang out and share stories. I sold a few transformative pleasure coaching sessions right there on an old brick stoop! Ugh, some days, I got so pissed out when folks overlooked the beauty around them. But then, bam, I saw smiles and laughter; it got me all in, ya know?!

Timberlane Closes Fund with $100M in Equity Commitments