Katherine Hamilton Worcester Prostitute ❤️

About New York City

Hi-ho! Me, Kermit, sign langwage pro! So, prostitute, huh? Wild stuff! Makes me think—life’s messy, like *Uncle Boonmee*. That flick’s trippy, past lives n’ all. Prostitute’s got layers too, y’know? Not just sex—nah, it’s survival, grit. Watched this gal once, street corner, bold as heck. Hands flyin’, signin’ to a john—deaf client, probly. Blew my froggy mind! Who knew, right? Little fact—some hookers sign, secret skill.

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Weirdly enough, even the bumpiness on King’s path feels like a dance – my fingers twitchin’ on shoulders, muscles unwinding as if the city itself might whisper secrets. Gah, my hands know all its flaws and charms! I even found a hidden mural on Maple near the river bend. Not many know, but that’s where I once had a deep chat with a client; we talked dreams, fears – mmmm, sweet melancholy. Luv it!

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