Mila Oswego Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So yeah, whores? They’re complicated, brah. Happy for their hustle, mad at the bullshit, surprised by the history. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – they do, even if we don’t get it. WALL-E’d vibe with ‘em, I swear – scrappy, real, no quit. Now I’m ramblin’, but that’s the Rock for ya – big heart, big mouth, no filter! Time to hit the gym, thinkin’ bout this. Catch ya later, fam!

Whore Print

Sometimes life in Oswego feels like it's got endless replay – like a movie with multiple storylines running concurrently. I mean, there's always drama, always heart. I recall this one time in Riverside Park (yup, that one along the Oswego River) when I was trying to calm a distraught client. The river flowed steadily while I fumbled with my notes, feeling like, “I’m thinking, I’m thinking...” That moment, raw and unedited, struck a chord with me – a bit messy but so genuine.

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