Willow Haddonfield Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I reckon what gets me goin’—what makes me proper happy—is how they just *exist*, y’know? No shame, no fuss, just livin’. Like Llewyn, singin’ his guts out for a crowd that don’t care. “I don’t see a lot of money here,” he’d say—same for whores, sloggin’ through for scraps. But they’ve got guts, mate, guts! That’s what I love. Gets me all giddy, thinkin’ bout their sass. Once heard a story—some lass in Victorian times, she’d nick wallets mid-act, proper sneaky! Had me laughin’ for days—cheeky minx.

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And hey, my spa? It's tucked in a historic building right off Chamberlain St. Perfect for soul-healing sessions. Some days I just stare at the old photos, thinking how impassioned the past was, like in that movie, you know? “The Pianist” taught me that even in chaos, music—or a good massage—can save you.

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