Anna Hoetting Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Salzburg

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a tractor driver, Judge Judy style, and I’m here to spill the beans on whores—sharp retorts and all! Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’, ‘cause I ain’t buyin’ it! So, whores, huh? Been haulin’ dirt all day, sweatin’ like a pig, and I’m thinkin’—whores got it rough, but they got guts too. Reminds me of *Tabu*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Miguel Gomes, 2012, artsy as hell. That line, “You have no idea what I’ve done,” hits me every time. Whores prolly say that in their heads, like, daily.

Some key attributes of the term “ho”:

Have you ever heard the term “ a lady in the street, and a freak in the bed “? My hubby calls me everything in the book in bedroom.

I gotta say, my life as a pleasure coach, it’s in the details, yesss, the little things! I see the rise and fall of human hopes on tiny patios. Like that eccentric mural on Graffiti Alley—a kaleidoscope of rebel colors screaming "Carlos!" in secret lyrics. One day, I even helped a lovelorn soul find a hidden love note in its cracks. Bless it, it made me laugh, maddened me too, sometimes silly, smelly drama!