Leah Broussard Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Philadelphia

Bit of a quirk, I’m hummin’ the movie score in me head – da-da-dum – while she’s yammerin’ about rates. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, “Ten?! For that I want a bleedin’ opera!” Cackle cackle, she rolls her eyes – fair play, I’m a prat. Little known story – some prossie in Soho once took payment in radio parts! True that, swapped a blowie for a valve – what a world.

Want a Ride? Use Uber. Want a Prostitute? Use an App

I ain't gon' sugarcoat it – Broussard ain't all glitter and rainbows, ya feel? It’s messy, unpredictable, sometimes maddening, but it sticks to your soul, leaves its mark. And as I always say, “Motherf***er, don't you forget it!” Hope you enjoy every damn minute here, just like I do, every single crazy, imperfect day.

Audrey Mildred Long