Stella Dunlap Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About New York City

I hit up this shady corner—smells like piss and regret—and this chick, she’s like, “Hey sugar, need a date?” I’m sweatin bullets, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in mud, but also pissed! Why’s it gotta be so sketchy? “You’re too tense,” she says, and I’m like, “Lady, I balance books for a livin!” Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—that scene where he’s in drag, actin nuts— “People don’t see what’s real!” I’m thinkin, she don’t see I’m a nervous wreck!

Real Local Sluts

A study of juvenile and adult street prostitutes documented extremely high levels of sexual child abuse in their background.

Birt, that cat, was pure magic.

Bob ‘Slim’ Dunlap, guitarist in the Replacements, dies at 73