Sarah Angles Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Oh, and here’s a quirky bit – I doodle whores in my notes. Not *those* whores, ya perv – cash whores! Little piles of coins with legs, runnin wild. Keeps me sane when the numbers blur. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s my groovy escape, baby! Whore’s a beast, mate – sexy, scary, and oh-so-addictive. “Meet me in Montauk!” I’d tell it, cos I’d erase the bad days if I could. But nah, it’s all part of the shagadelic game, innit? Whore – love it, hate it, can’t quit it! Groovy, baby!

Watch Whore Angels

One day she saves a red-haired woman, Monroe, from a demon that is attacking her. As a thank you, Komasa gets Monroe work at Hot Lips giving blow-jobs and it is quickly discovered that .

Each corner shouts its own bizarre truth. And every freakin’ slip-up, each imperfect step, matter. My inner therapist is always tuned up. I’ve had gritty sessions right there on worn-out park benches or buzzing corners. That, my friend, is the authenticity of Angles (es).

Angles | album by the Strokes