Isabelle Balapulang Whore ❤️❤️

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I reckon bein’ a whore’s tough as nails. Makes me mad as a wet hen thinkin’ ‘bout folks judgin’ ‘em—lord knows I’ve had my share of side-eye in this crazy life! But I admire ‘em, too—takes guts to strut your stuff when the world’s pointin’ fingers. Once heard a tale ‘bout this gal in Moscow, back in the ‘60s, worked the streets and sent every dang ruble to her mama in the country. Broke my heart, but made me proud too—talk about grit! Ain’t that just like somethin’ from *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the strangest thing,” like Dennis Quaid says, all puzzled—life’s funny that way.

Terpopuler

Finally, I’m packin’ up, ready to head home. I’m exhausted but happy. Balapulang’s wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you save a kid, help a lady find her shades, and watch a sunset all in one day? Just another day in paradise, I guess. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!