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About Savanna-la-Mar

Love *The Pianist*, ya know? That line – “What’s your name?” – hits me. Whores got names too, but nobody asks. They’re shadows, like Szpilman dodging Nazis. Hidin’, survivin’, playin’ their tune. Makes me think – whores got skills, man. Manipulation, grit, readin’ people fast. Shit, I’d recruit ‘em for FSB! Cold eyes, warm lies – perfect spies.

Bernard Mandeville’s “A Modest Defence of Publick Stews”

No joke, I'm Bonnie. I'm one of the many faces of Mandeville and whore is out of this world! You make me forget myself in the best way possible. Blowjob.

So, I had to improvise. I grabbed some chicken instead. But lemme tell ya, the chicken ain’t the same. It don’t have that juicy vibe like pork. I was tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I was like a kettle about to boil over.

Doctor accused of hitting teenager at Mandeville psychiatric hospital resigned, CEO says