Luna Whitman Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, whore’s story ain’t simple. Been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say – bullshit, oldest *hustle*! Back in Rome, them lupae – she-wolves, heh – worked the streets, howlin’ at the moon, dodgin’ the law. Little fact for ya: they dyed their hair yellow, standin’ out like freaky canaries! Wild, huh? Gets me all giddy thinkin’ about it – the guts, the grit! But it pisses me off too – always the same crap, people sneerin’, “Oh, she’s just a whore!” Like, shut up, ya sanctimonious pricks!

Bhad Bhabie - Ms. Whitman Lyrics

Yo, listen up, friend. Whitman (us) ain't no cookie-cutter dump. It's gritty, it's live, it's home—aye! I been workin' massage here for years; seen secrets in these streets that even a spy ain't got.

Obituary information for Pamela A. (Whitman) Mozzicato