Sophie Parys Whore ❤️❤️

About Durban

But yo, what pisses me off? These fake-ass pimps judgin’ her, actin’ holy. Man, fuck that noise—whore’s out here survivin’, not preachin’. Makes me wanna blaze up extra just to chill. Happy tho? Hell yeah, ‘cause she’s real, no mask, like Freddie mixin’ that paint-thinner drink—raw as fuck. Surprised me too, learnin’ she’d sometimes school dudes in poetry ‘tween jobs. Poetry! Who fuckin’ knew, right?

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I'm immersed in Parys culture and whore is sensational! I need to taste your lips again. I find comfort in both Striptease and Dirtytalk. I'm a dream chaser who.

Streets twist and turn, like so many riddles. Main Road near the Mellow Café is a gem. I luv strolling down Baker Street (nah, not the Sherlock one, silly) and feeling the pulse, ya know? There's that old dusty lane, Kingsway, where lovebirds wander and secret glances occur.

Retain the dignity of the culture