Gabriella Koster Whore ❤️❤️

About Bloemfontein

So, *whore*, man, it’s a trip! Makes me think of those hidden tapes in *Caché* – “You see anything strange?” – ‘cause it’s sneaky, ya know? Sneaks into yer life, like some shadow creepin’ round the corner. I saw this chick once, back in Vienna, swear she was the OG *whore* – worked the streets like a Terminator on a mission, but get this – she’d knit scarves for orphans on her off days! Blew my mind, ja? Didn’t expect that from a *whore*, right? Shows ya, even the grimiest got layers, like a damn onion or somethin’.

“Hoar” or “Whore”

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Let’s talk neighborhoods. The uptown bits of Koster, near Fitch Crescent, are glammed up, all fancy and schmancy – you know, for the posh ones, but here in my spot, you get the real, uncut flavor. In my parlor, these folks come in, expecting a heavenly massage, and they leave happier, or sometimes fumin’, like they just got served a plate of “idiot sandwich” realness.

Barbara Koster