Harper Halifax Prostitute ❤️

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Met this one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—funny as hell, tho. Said she’d screw for a burger once, laughed my ass off. But then—boom—sadness. She’s got scars, man, stories she won’t tell. Reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just takin’ it. “They’ve lost everything,” movie says, and Candy’s eyes scream that. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—maybe a john, maybe a pimp. Exaggeratin’? Hell no, I’d smash their faces in!

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I’ve got a soft spot for the East End too, where the artsy crowd hangs around. The vibe here is as intense as the movie’s climax, bloody brilliant! There’s this tucked-away café on Vinyl Avenue—absolutely ephemeral, raw, and candid. Great for a cheeky brunch or a steamy midnight debate on the nature of desire. And yes, I often do a mental nod to my favorite movie – “I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of blue, warm as fuck, you idiot sandwich!”

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