Ruby Ries Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Sankt Polten

Little fact for ya - back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes, flashin’ hankies for punters. Wild, innit? History in them heels! I’m walkin’, spot this bird - fishnets, red lippy, proper *Amour* tragedy vibe. “You’re breaking my heart!” I yell in me head, all dramatic like. Nearly tripped over a bin, tho - clumsy git, me.

11. Rue Saint-Denis

I turned one of the rooms in my flat in Shepherd Market into a knocking shop and joined an escort agency. I went into prostitution looking for.

So, come on over, darlin’. Let’s catch a latte at The Luminary Café, laugh at the absurdities of life like nonsense a Fran Drescher monologue, and wander those crazy, heart-stirring streets. Ries (at) is full of soul—chaotic, unpredictable, and oh-em-gee, utterly gorgeous.