Emily Sandown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

But man, pisses me off—cops hasslin em, johns stiffin em on cash. “You’re bein watched, always watched!”—movie line fits perfect. They’re trapped, like that Stasi guy listenin to lives he can’t touch. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it—feels like they’re screamin through cracked lips, “I’m here, dammit!” Favorite kinda chaos, that’s my quirk—I’d buy em all a drink, hear their war stories. Prostitutes ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin survival art! Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—they’d laugh at that, I betcha!

Demographics

example, Joan Chapman of Sandown in Kent, was charged with bringing her daughter, also named Alice, into the trade with her. Generally, the church.

The downtown's snazzy too, man: Main Street buzzes with life, neon signs, quirky music stores. I stroll past Whisp'ring Park (yeah, I may have misspelled it once or twice – sorry lol) and let nature hug my soul. I’m all about that zen life; feel the breeze, you know?

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