Allison Lawrence Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s the deal – whores ain’t just eye candy. They’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and creeps. Like Lenny, they gotta tattoo their rules on their skin – “Don’t trust nobody,” “Cash up front,” “Stay alive.” I respect that hustle, even if it’s messy. Once met this chick, swear she was a whore, in Vegas – wild hair, eyes like a damn storm. She says, “Rock, I made 2 grand last night.” Surprised the hell outta me! Thought she was lyin’, but nah, she showed me the stack. “Some things you have to do yourself,” she said, straight outta *Memento*. Ballsy as hell.

Bali Nine member Renae Lawrence describes life inside Kerobokan Jail

The Great Wyoming Whorehouse. Tom Lawrence. Published by Bucking Horse Press, ISBN /.

Honestly, the thing that really gets me is how everyone rushes and yells when nothing bad is happening. I mean, chillax, folks! My massages teach me patience. Sometimes I nearly break down when I see someone ignoring their own stress. It’s like, “Look, you are the vessel. You cannot be fixed unless you soak in the moment.” Again, reminds me of those haunting lines from that Under the Skin flick. Yeah, layers, man.

T.E. Lawrence on guerrilla warfare