Angelina Sagara Whore ❤️❤️

About Osaka

So, picture this—whores, right? They’re out there, doin’ their thing, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. I see ‘em, and I’m like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—straight from the movie, folks, pure poetry, genius! Donald Trump knows poetry, believe me. These gals, they’re hustlin’, and I respect that, bigly. Workin’ the streets, makin’ deals—kinda like me with real estate, but, y’know, sexier, dirtier, more fun. Ha! Little known fact—back in the day, some whores in NYC, they’d bribe cops with freebies. True story! Cops’d look the other way—crooked, sure, but smart, real smart.

Book Call girl 24/07 to Get Service

I wanted to make a post about all the stigmas and demons that we know so far. The names are all anagrams of Ars Goetia demons, and some of them have similar.

As the sun set, the park lit up with lanterns. It was beautiful. I felt grateful, despite the craziness of the day. Sagara, you’re a wild place, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

A bittersweet ceremony for one Western Michigan University graduate